Now on a normal day and circumstances, she would walk out and say forget this. There wasn't time to give vent to tears, but a definite restructuring of plans was in order in her head.
She turns and looks at Jake. "I need you to get me a piece of paper and pen."
"Okay, why?" He asked curiously wondering what was going on in that little head of hers.
"Why?" She couldn't believe he asked her why. But okay she reasoned, he's a man, and men don't have a clue about housework or what it takes to run a household.
So, she said, "Jake, you want me to be happy, right?"
"Yes, yes I do." He said excitedly.
"Then we have a lot of work to do. I need to get this house clean. I need to get things clean for myself."
"It's clean already. I promise. I made sure to clean it while you were recoverin
