Early one morning, I was sitting peacefully at the kitchen table, enjoying my coffee, when my wife walked in carrying a handful of medicine.
She smiled and said,
“Here, take some Tylenol with your coffee.”
I looked confused.
“But I don’t have a fever.”
“Fine. Take some Tums.”
“No heartburn either.”
“Okay, then take Pepto-Bismol.”
“My stomach feels perfectly fine!”
She sighed dramatically.
“Then take some ibuprofen… just in case you have body aches.”
I stared at her.
“Seriously? I’m completely healthy! Nothing hurts!”
She smiled sweetly.
“Perfect.”
I relaxed.
Then she pointed toward the living room.
“Now get up and start cleaning. Vacuuming, dishes, laundry… all of it.”
I slowly put down my coffee.
“Wait a minute…”
She grinned.
“What?”
I sighed.
“So THAT’S what all the medicine was for!”
She nodded.
“Exactly. I was just checking if you had any symptoms of laziness.”
