This is a single page from one husband’s diary.
“This Sunday morning, I got up earlier, I dressed myself being as quiet as I can, took my golf bag, tried not to wake my wife up, sneaked quietly into the garage and tried to leave my home.
I opened the garage door and the first thing I saw was… a torrential rain! The wind was blowing at 50mph.
I pulled back into the garage, turned on the TV and found out that the weather will be bad throughout the whole day.
Even though I was disappointed, I went back into the house, I undressed myself quietly, again, trying not to wake my wife. As soon as I undressed, I sneaked into the bed.
I cuddled up to my wife’s back and whispered, “The weather out there is terrible, I am glad I am here with you.”
My beautiful and precious wife replied, “I know, can you believe my husband is out there playing golf on this weather.”
To this day, I still don’t know if she was joking, but I have stopped playing golf since then.”