I bought a pack of fresh soil for transplantation of indoor flowers, and it is sold only in a very large package. In general, all were transplanted, and the land remains a third of the package. She closed it tightly and put it in the warehouse.

On the weekend, the husband for some reason used to this warehouse, stumbled on a bag with soil. He asks, what is it and if it is necessary. I answer: "Do not touch, this is my land!". Now he rages over me, calls me landowner and capitalist.