There's a chain on the front door, that we only use at night.
At about 5:30 this afternoon, my husband goes to check the mail, and stops dead at the front door, eyeing said chain. "You haven't been out at all today?"
I pointed at the backyard from my spot on the couch. "I've been out! I pulled weeds, and watered the herbs, and sat in the shade!"
He undid the chain. "Yes, dear."
"Hey, it's my day off!"
"Yes, dear."
