Playing Bachelor

So the wife comes home tomorrow! (she's out of town on weekdays for work)

While I miss her like crazy when she's gone, a part of me actually enjoys playing bachelor too. She knows I'm able to get away with it.

Like how she comes home Friday nights to find the kitchen pretty clean. Hardly any dirty dishes.

Except one.

A heavily-crusted, multi-colored one. Accompanied by just one set of silverware.

She knows what this means.

I tell her I'm just playing the role of the environmentalist.

"RECYCLE"