A Freaky Friday—or Tuesday
It's easy to think that the person who mows the lawn (fresh air and sunshine!) has it easier than the person who takes the car to get washed (oh, the drudgery). If only we could trade places with our partners once in a while, to really understand what it's like to have that terrible boss, or to be home with those tyrant children, or to have to shave facial hair. We may not be able to magically switch bodies on command, but you and your partner can swap tasks once in a while. Do you usually weed the garden, complaining bitterly that your partner, who is inside chopping herbs, has the easier job? Change it up at least once a week, in some small way.