You're reading a book, as usual. Until you hear your husband come home from work, you leave your book behind for a bit of a check-in the living room, and you see him closing the front door after he gets in.

"Phew, I thought traffic was going to be the end of me, darling."

He chuckled as he put his coat and umbrella on a coat rack and laid down on the couch.

"So, what are you doing as of late?"