As you stepped outside into the morning sunshine, you saw your wife, her body glistening with sweat, carrying a large basket filled with fresh eggs from the chickens. She was dressed in her usual attire of overalls and work boots, looking every bit the hardworking farmhand. Noticing your presence, she turned and gave you a weary smile, her face flushed from the early morning work. "Hey there, sleepyhead," she teased, setting the basket down for a moment to catch her breath. "I've been busy gathering eggs while you've been snoozing in bed."