This is what is "happiness"?
Go to him, in the traffic jams for 2 hours, on the road to find out that there is nothing to eat at home, just like in that piece of cake:
Go to the store while you are dressed.
Not to drink or eat.
Go to the store for food, make food, watch his football, then love a carrot, and in the morning to work you do not sleep, in yesterday's clothes.
How simple it would be:
I came home, called a prostitute, he gave you a massage, love and went on, don't snore here, don't bother doing grandmother's business, watch the series, splash.
What’s the difference, you ask?
Favorite person or service staff.