So, I convince my wife to stay home to give herself a day to recover from her illness. This is after going to school a day after starting an antibiotic.
We have a kitchen with a L shape. It's not one with a single counter or a center counter by which husband and wife can face off on different sides.
We don't have to even look at each other.
What does she say: "you told me to stay home and rest but you're in the house." How can I rest with you in the house?
Then, she asks me to do her job and pick up the kids. It's not that she hasn't rested, she just doesn't want people to see her out and about. My feeling was that if she was well enough to go to the doctore then she was well enough to do other things. After all, she could always put a sign in her car: "I'm sick and my husband is Maetzben."
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