Marriage Can Be Hard

(I’m in the process of scraping paint off the door frame in the kitchen. Much of it has come off fairly easily, but there are about twelve inches of space that are really tenacious. As I’m grappling with it, my husband asks me how it’s going.)

Husband: “How’s the project coming?”

Me: “This one bit of paint is really hard to get off!”

(My husband takes the putty knife from me, and I think, “How sweet! He’s going to take over for a while.” He chips at the paint with the putty knife for about four seconds and then hands it back to me.)

Husband: “You’re right! It is.”

(He then wandered off, leaving me to my task.)