Arriving home from work at my usual hour of 5 pm, I discovered that it had not been one of my wife’s better days. Nothing I said or did seemed to be right.
By 7 pm things had not changed, so I suggested that I go outside and pretend that I had just got home, and start all over again.
My wife agreed.
I went outside, came back in and with a big smile announced, "Honey, I’m home!"
"And just where have you been?" she replied sharply. "It’s after 7 o’clock!!!"