I was sitting at work yesterday, not touching anyone. At the end of the working day, I declare my faithful, shaved, tempered, breathed. Dear, I decided to meet you, go to the store, buy food, prepare something delicious. I came home, he laundered the bags in the kitchen, cleaned the potatoes - I was exhausted from such care. He tells me to bring something out of the shelf. I don’t want to, my stomach hurts. He squeezes a knife and potatoes on the table and with an annoying voice: “Blue!” I fell!