These are the things FarmWife could do next week:
She could donate blood to the Red Cross.
She could mentor a child.
She could write a book.
She could dine out at any of a number of fine establishments.
She could learn to crochet.
She could make a hot-glued macaroni mural.
She could sharpen her scissors.
She could practice the piano.
She could walk a shelter dog.
She could file her toenails and apply polish.
She could join an acapella singing group.
This is the thing that FarmWife plans to do next week:
She plans to deworm me, Fenway Bartholomule.
FarmWife is not a bad person—she is a good person who sometimes makes bad choices.