Chris walked into the front door, glad to be home after  a 2 day business trip in NY that left him exhausted, not to mention the bad Chinese food he ate had him in the bathroom most of last night.  His face showed his exhaustion as he dropped the briefcase down and put his care keys on the end table.  "Hunny, I'm Home" he called out, not sure where his wife was, but heard faint footsteps coming from upstairs, which was the direction he was headed to change clothes and relax some.<br/><br/>He found his wife making the bed, and doing a little cleaning, which was the norm on the weekends.  He greeted her with a soft kiss on the lips, a comforting kiss that made him appreciate being home.<br/>"It was business as usual, Seminars and meetings, nothing very fun" He said as he plopped down in  the large loveseat against the wall, not wanting to wrinkle the freshly made bed.  "Flight was delayed an hour, and we hit a bunch of turbulence leaving New York.  Otherwise, it was ok.   How was your weekend?  Do anything, besides cleaning?" he asked playfully.