Role reversal

Last night, after waking from a two-hour nap, Leigh commented on how exhausted he was.

"It's been a busy week," he said.

Mentally, I reviewed the week's activities. I'd had a dentist appointment, a personal training session and a photo shoot with Grant, plus I'd been running around town checking out apartments for my mom while squeezing in gym time and grocery shopping. As for Leigh? He'd had the week off work, so he'd mainly been sitting around watching Grant.

Then it dawned on me.

"You're tired because you've been doing my job for a week!" I said.