When my husband Mark casually mentioned that I “do nothing all day,” I decided it was time for him to experience exactly what my days were like. After all, it seemed like he thought being a stay-at-home mom was just one long break. So, I planned the perfect revenge.One Sunday night, I handed him a sticky note with a date circled in red: his day off. I told him sweetly, “You keep saying how easy I have it, so next Saturday, it’s all yours. Enjoy!” Mark grinned,
thinking I was giving him a relaxing day. He had no idea what I had in mind.The following Saturday, I woke up early, packed a small bag, and quietly kissed the kids goodbye. “They’re all yours,” I said, leaving a detailed schedule on the fridge. Mark was still half-asleep, confused as I walked out the door.While he was left to juggle diapers, tantrums, and errands, I spent the day at a spa—massage, facial, and lunch I didn’t have to share. I didn’t check my phone until hours later, when it was flooded with messages,