Shhhh… ! Husband is washing dishes

I am starving right now.

Famished.

But I dare not enter the kitchen or even acknowledge my husband’s presence in the kitchen. True to the observer effect, the act of observing alters the observed, I dare not let husband become aware that I am aware that he is doing the dishes else said dish doing cease.

In which case, I would end up doing the dishes.

Update: Husband doing dishes = sexy