When Ethan got to the office, I was already sitting in his chair, handling his work.

He was shocked, his eyes wide open. When he found out what was going on, his jaw practically hit the floor.

"No way, babe. You're not serious, are you?"

I looked at him dead serious. "Do I look like I'm joking?"

"Ethan, I get that your job is tough, but you don't seem to appreciate what I do. Since you think so little of being a homemaker, why don't you try living without one for a while?"

"Come on, don't be like that. I don't look down on homemakers. And what about the company? Who's gonna handle all this?"

"That's why I'm here. Don't forget, we both graduated top of our class in business school. My grades were just as good as yours. I chose to be a homemaker because I love you, but you've taken my sacrifice for granted."

"I've canceled your credit cards and taken your phone. There's a car waiting for you downstairs. You should head out now."

"Where am I supposed to go?"

"You've had it too easy for too long. Time for a reality check."

When he realized I meant business, he started to panic.

"No, honey, I was wrong, I was so wrong! You can punish me however you want - I'll do anything, even walk on Legos or eat a whole ghost pepper if that's what it takes. Just don't make me leave. I can't live without you!"

Begging, apologizing - too little, too late.

It's been a while since I've done this, so getting back into the swing of things was a bit tough at first. But thanks to my solid foundation and growing up around the business, I got the hang of it pretty quickly. Before long, I was running things like a well-oiled machine.