Joe sighed. This had happened four times already this month. “WOMAN!” he shouted.

His wife immediately stopped, and looked at the knife in her hand. “Oh, I’m quite sorry, Joe. I just wish you would remember to wipe your feet.”

“It’s all right, clean it up and you can make it up to me later.” Joe smiled.

“Of course, sir.” she winked at him. “Let me get that shirt off you so I can clean it before those stains set in.”

Joe removed his shirt and handed it to her, then bent down and removed his shoes. “I’m gonna go upstairs and get a shower now. You be right up in a bit, okay?”

“Yes, sir!” She smiled and took the shirt and shoes to the sink to wash them off as her husband cleaned up. As she scrubbed it, she thought about the recent increase in happiness with her marriage. She wondered what it was that he had started doing that made her so happy with him most of the time. Sometimes he would just get on her nerves though! But she was lucky to have him, so she scrubbed away at his dirty golf shoes.