A old Sunday morning story.
My wife: I need to get out of the house. (She’s been heads down on a project for the last 9 days.)
Me: It's f*king cold out.
Wife:Can we just drive somewhere?
Me: Where did you have in mind?
Wife: Target.
Me: Oh, so you want to go shopping?
Wife: What do you think get out of the house means when it's so damn cold?