I Told My Wife She Couldn’t Be a Stay-at-Home Mom, but What She Did in Response Left Me Stunned
When my wife, Lucy, began immersing herself in countless TikTok videos, I never imagined that her newfound interest would lead to her drastically changing our lives.
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I’m Jack, and I’ve been married to my wonderful wife, Lucy, for eight years. We’ve been together for 12 years, sharing a life filled with love, challenges, and the joy of raising our two kids, an 11-year-old son and a 9-year-old daughter. Life has been a journey we’ve navigated as partners, each step of the way supporting one another.
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Lucy and I both work to support our family. I work about 80% of a full-time schedule, while Lucy works 50%. This arrangement has always seemed perfect because it allows one of us to always be there for the kids after school. It’s a system that has worked well and helped us balance our professional and personal lives.
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However, things started to shift about a year ago when Lucy began spending a lot of time watching videos on TikTok about being a “tradwife” also known as a stay-at-home wife. These videos seemed to have sparked something in her because she started talking about how she might want to quit her job and adopt that lifestyle.
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I did not take it seriously, because I thought she was responsible enough not to alter our lives because of a romanticized lifestyle. I was shocked when one evening, while we were cleaning up after dinner, Lucy brought it up again.
She had that hopeful look in her eyes as she said, “Imagine coming home to a freshly cooked meal every day, and everything organized and calm. Wouldn’t that be nice?”
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I paused, putting the dishes down, and replied, “Lucy, you know I appreciate all that you do and the idea sounds nice, but I think our current setup works great for us.”
“The kids are in school all day, and we’ve managed to keep everything running smoothly without needing to change who works and who stays home,” I continued.
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Lucy seemed a bit disappointed but nodded, understanding where I was coming from. I added, “Plus, our kids aren’t little anymore. They’re pretty independent. And honestly, I don’t think our house needs that much upkeep to require one of us at home full-time.”
I could tell she wasn’t entirely convinced, but she let the conversation drop for the night. However, it was clear this was a topic that wasn’t going away anytime soon. Lucy never stopped suggesting to quit her job but each time I tried to kindly tell her that our current work-life balance was ideal for our family’s needs and financial security.
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I really did not understand the fuss and reason behind wanting to drastically change our lives. I also love that my kids get to grow up seeing both parents contributing to the household in various ways.
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One Saturday morning, as we sat at the kitchen table with our coffee, Lucy brought it up again. “Jack, I’ve been thinking a lot about this,” she started, her tone serious. “I really believe I could make a big difference in our home’s atmosphere. It’s not just about cleaning or cooking; it’s about creating a nurturing environment for us and the kids. A calm house where you can relax after work.”
I listened, knowing this was important to her. “Lucy, I understand what you’re saying, and I love that you want to make our home even more welcoming. But aren’t we managing that already? You do so much, and I try to do my part. Why change everything?”
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She sighed, a little frustrated. “Because it’s not the same, Jack. Right now, everything feels rushed. We’re always trying to catch up with chores, cooking, or the kids’ activities. If I were at home full-time, I could handle those things better, making life less stressful for all of us.”
Her point was valid, but the practical side of me kicked in. “Lucy, think about the impact on our finances. And what about your career? You’ve worked so hard to get where you are. Do you really want to give that up?”
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Lucy’s face showed determination. “Yes, I’m willing to do that. I think it’s worth it for the well-being of our family.”
“Lucy, it just doesn’t make sense right now. The kids are growing up; they’ll be more independent each year. And we both enjoy our jobs, don’t we?”
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“Yes, I love my job, but I love our family more. I want to do this for us, Jack. Can’t you see how much it means to me?” Lucy continued to emphasize.
The argument didn’t conclude with an agreement. Instead, it ended with Lucy shutting down. From that day, things between us began to change subtly.
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After another day of barely speaking to each other, Lucy decided to make her point in a way that was impossible to ignore. She stopped engaging in our relationship as a partner and stopped cooking and cleaning to show me what it would be like if she stayed home.
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However, nothing changed. After weeks of tension and quiet dinners, I came home from work one evening, exhausted but hopeful as my birthday was just around the corner. I walked into the living room and I was greeted with a bunch of beautifully wrapped gifts laid out across our dining table. My heart lifted a bit. I thought Lucy was trying to mend things between us with a surprise.
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As I walked closer, I started inspecting the gifts. They were elegantly wrapped, each with a card attached. I picked up one but as I read the card, my confusion mounted. It wasn’t addressed to me. The note was for Lucy, filled with words of gratitude and well-wishes for the future. The last line hit me hard: “It was such a pleasure working alongside you, and I wish you all the best moving forward.”
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My hands trembled slightly as I set the card down and opened another. Again, the message was similar, clearly meant for Lucy from her colleagues. Each card unfolded more of the reality I hadn’t seen coming—Lucy had quit her job.
I was still processing this when Lucy walked in. She seemed calm, almost nonchalant, as if nothing unusual had happened. Seeing the shock on my face and the cards in my hand, she must have known what I’d discovered.
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“What’s this, Lucy? Why didn’t you tell me you were quitting your job?” I asked, my voice a mix of surprise and frustration.
Lucy sighed, “I told you I was serious, Jack. I thought a lot about this. It’s what I need to do—for me, for us.”
“But quitting your job without even discussing it with me? How is that supposed to help us?” I couldn’t keep the disappointment from my voice.
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Lucy’s response was firm, her eyes meeting mine squarely. “You wouldn’t listen, Jack. You just kept saying it didn’t make sense, but this isn’t just about sense. It’s about what I feel is right for our family. I needed to do something drastic to show you how committed I am to this change.”
“But we’re supposed to be partners, Lucy. Decisions like this affect both of us, our kids, and our future. You’ve just turned everything upside down.”
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Lucy moved closer, her expression softening. “I know, and I’m sorry for surprising you like this. But sometimes, you have to force change when it feels necessary. I hope, in time, you’ll see the benefits.”
That night, we didn’t resolve anything. The presents on the table started to annoy me because they were a reminder and the reason behind the hostility in my house. But I was not willing for this to be the way we handled disagreements.
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I needed Lucy to see that we were a team and these kinds of drastic decisions could not be made without both of us agreeing and carefully planning for the future. So I started to think hard and finally came up with a perfect plan, and hoped it did not backfire.
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The day I decided to execute my plan, I was nervous but I thought of the bigger picture. I came home from work and as I stepped inside, I announced, “Pack up, everyone. We’re moving.” Lucy, who was setting the table for dinner, froze her fork halfway to the tablecloth. The kids looked up, confusion spreading across their faces.
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“What are you talking about, Jack?” Lucy asked. Her voice was a mix of surprise and concern.
I held up a stack of papers I had prepared earlier. “I sold the house. We’re moving to a small village. If you want to be a tradwife, let’s go all the way. It’s more traditional there, and I can work remotely. It’ll be the perfect setup for what you want.”
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The room went silent for a moment before Lucy’s astonishment turned into anger. “You sold our home without asking me? Without even a discussion?”
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I tried to keep my composure, even though my heart was racing. “Yes, I did. You’ll get over it.” Lucy’s face reddened, her eyes blazing. “Get over it? Just like that? Do you think you can make such huge decisions alone?”
The kids started to sense the tension and quietly left the room to give us space. Seeing her reaction, I knew I had made my point, but perhaps too forcefully. I sighed and lowered the papers, showing her the top sheet more clearly. “Look at them, Lucy.”
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She snatched the papers from my hand and quickly skimmed them. Her anger turned to confusion and then relief as she realized what was happening. “This… this is a joke? You didn’t sell the house?”
I shook my head. “No, I didn’t sell our house. These are fake. I wanted to show you how it feels when someone makes a big life decision without your input. I’m sorry for scaring you, but I needed you to understand.”
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Lucy put the papers down, took a deep breath, and sat down. “That was cruel, Jack, but I get your point. I shouldn’t have made such a big decision about quitting my job without discussing it with you thoroughly.”
We sat down at the kitchen table and remained silent for a few minutes. Then I looked up and said, “Let’s really talk this through. No more games or drastic actions. We need to make decisions together, as partners.”
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Lucy nodded, her hand reaching across the table to squeeze mine. “Agreed. Let’s figure this out, together.”
My Colleague Suggested We Buy a Joint $2,000 Gift for Our Boss and Now Refuses to Pay Her Share
Rachel reluctantly agrees to buy a $2,000 watch for their boss after her colleague Emily promises to split the cost. But when Emily refuses to pay her share, Rachel is left struggling with the unexpected financial burden. Determined to teach Emily a lesson, Rachel devises a clever plan to expose her deceit. But will she succeed in bringing Emily’s dishonesty to light?
“That’s a lot of money, Emily,” I sighed, stirring my coffee slowly.
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“Oh, come on, Rachel,” she said, sitting across from me. “Think about it! A $1,600 watch for Mr. Johnson’s birthday would show our dedication. Plus, I’m sure he’ll love the customized engraving. Oh, and with that, the total would be $2,000.”
I took a sip of my coffee, trying to buy some time. “It’s just… that’s a huge expense. Are you sure about this?” I asked.
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“Absolutely!” she replied, nodding eagerly. “Trust me, Rachel. It will be perfect. And don’t worry about the cost. We’ll split it, and I promise to pay my half as soon as possible.”
I felt a knot forming in my stomach. I liked Emily, despite her reputation for sucking up to management. She’s always the one staying late, bringing coffee, and organizing events. But this whole watch idea seemed too much, even for her.
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“Emily, I don’t know. I have bills to pay, and $2,000 is a lot for me right now,” I said, hoping she’d understand.
“Rachel, this is an investment in our future here,” she insisted, trying to convince me. “Imagine the impression we’ll make! Mr. Johnson will remember this forever, and it could really boost our standing in the company.”
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I sighed again. Emily always had a way of making things sound so simple and beneficial.
“Alright,” I said reluctantly, finally giving in. “Let’s get the watch. But please don’t forget what you’ve promised.”
“Of course, Rachel,” she said. “He’ll love the gift!”
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Soon, Mr. Johnson’s birthday arrived.
Emily had everything meticulously planned.
She walked into his office first, and I followed, holding my breath.
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“Mr. Johnson!” she exclaimed, standing beside his desk. “We have a special surprise for you!”
Mr. Johnson looked up from his paperwork, clearly curious.
Emily handed him the elegantly wrapped box, her eyes shining with pride. “This was our idea,” she said, “but I really pushed for it because I knew it was perfect for you.”
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I stood there, smiling awkwardly. Emily opened the box to reveal the watch, and Mr. Johnson’s eyes widened in surprise.
“This is incredible. You really didn’t need to!” he said, examining the watch. “Thank you so much. This is really thoughtful.”
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Emily beamed, soaking in his praise. I forced a smile, feeling a pang of regret. I had hoped this gift would be a gesture of teamwork, but it quickly became Emily’s solo performance.
She kept talking about how she had put extra effort into getting the gift for him, which made me realize I had spent a thousand dollars for nothing more than a front-row seat to Emily’s self-promotion.
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“This is wonderful, Emily. Thank you again,” Mr. Johnson said.
Emily turned to me with a triumphant grin. “See, Rachel? I told you he’d love it.”
I managed a weak smile. “Yeah, he really does,” I said.
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A week passed, but I didn’t hear anything from Emily about her share.
One day, I found her in the break room, chatting away with another colleague. I waited until she was alone before approaching her.
“Hey, Emily,” I started calmly. “I… I just wanted to remind you about your share of the cost of Mr. Johnson’s watch. I have some expenses, and I really need that money right now.”
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Emily looked up at me with a condescending smile. “Oh, sweetie, I thought you were just helping out. I never intended to pay. Besides, you earn more than I do, don’t you? Consider it a charitable act.”
“WHAT?” I stared at her, stunned. “What do you mean? You… weren’t you supposed to pay your share?”
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“Look, life isn’t fair, Rachel,” she shrugged. “You wanted to make a good impression, and we did. Didn’t you see how happy Mr. Johnson was? Isn’t that worth it?”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Her selfishness was astounding. “That’s not the point, Emily,” I said, my voice rising. “You promised to pay your half!”
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She laughed. “Oh, Rachel, you’re making a big deal out of nothing. Let it go,” she said and walked away.
I stared at her, anger and frustration bubbling up inside me. Clearly, she had no intention of paying and didn’t care about the impact on me.
So I made up my mind. It was time for some payback.
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Two days later, I looked into Emily’s schedule and discovered she had a big presentation for the upcoming quarterly meeting. This was crucial for her, and I saw an opportunity.
I began subtly mentioning to a few trusted colleagues that Emily might need ‘help’ with her presentation.
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Word spread quickly, and soon everyone offered her ‘suggestions’ and ‘feedback.’ The result? The conflicting advice overwhelmed her, and I could see her becoming more stressed. She did manage to give the presentation, but it was a huge mess.
I wasn’t done yet, though.
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One day, while having lunch in the break room, I overheard Emily bragging about a meeting with a potential big client. She sat at the table, surrounded by a few colleagues, her voice full of confidence.
“This client is huge,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “If I close this deal, I’m sure to get a promotion. Mr. Johnson will be so impressed.”
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I listened quietly, my mind already plotting. After lunch, I returned to my desk and found the client’s contact information.
I crafted an anonymous email, attaching screenshots of Emily’s rude social media comments.
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“I felt it was important to inform you about some unethical behavior by Ms. Richards who is scheduled to meet with you,” I wrote in the mail to the client. “Please see the attached screenshots of her social media posts, which include rude and unprofessional comments.
Sincerely,
A Concerned Individual.”
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A few days later, Emily’s face was pale as she entered the office.
“The client canceled the meeting,” she told a colleague. “They said it was due to ‘unforeseen circumstances.’ I don’t know what went wrong!”
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“I’m sorry to hear that, Emily,” the colleague replied. “That must be tough.”
Emily sighed and walked away, clearly distressed. Only I knew how hard it was to contain my laugh. But even after going through so much, Emily wouldn’t mend her ways.
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She started spreading rumors that she had single-handedly bought the watch for Mr. Johnson. Had she guessed I was behind her canceled meeting and failed presentation? I didn’t know. But I wouldn’t let her succeed.
So, I printed out our email exchange where she promised to pay her half and placed copies on the desks of key people in our department, including HR. The next day, whispers filled the office as people read the emails.
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“Can you believe this?” one colleague said, showing the email to another. “Emily promised to pay her half for the watch.”
“Unbelievable,” the other replied. “She’s been taking all the credit.”
Emily’s popularity plummeted, and she looked more stressed than ever. I decided to take it one step further.
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Creating a fake online persona as a headhunter from a prestigious company, I sent Emily a message.
“To: [email protected]
Subject: Exciting Job Opportunity
Dear Ms. Richards,” I typed.
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“We have been following your impressive work and would love to discuss a potential job opportunity with you at our prestigious firm. We believe you would be a perfect fit for our team. Please let us know if you are available for an interview this Thursday at 10 AM.
Best regards,
Linda J.
Executive Recruiter, El.T.Search.”
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Emily’s eyes lit up as she read the email. She ran over to the desk beside me, her excitement barely contained.
“You won’t believe this! I just got an email from a top headhunter. They want to interview me for a high-level position!”
“That’s amazing, Emily!” Stacey, my co-worker, said. “You should definitely go for it.”
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Emily called in sick on the day of the fake interview, completely convinced it was real. She dressed in her best business attire and left the house early to be there on time.
The next day, she returned to the office and I overheard her talking to Stacey. “There was no interview,” she said sadly. “I showed up, and no one knew who I was.”
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“That’s so strange, Emily. Maybe it was some sort of mistake?”
Emily nodded slowly, still in shock. “Maybe…”
Hardly had she finished talking when Mr. Johnson approached her.
“Emily, we need to talk. Please come into my office,” he said sternly.
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Emily’s confidence visibly shook. She followed him, her face pale. I stayed at my desk, straining to hear the conversation from behind my computer.
“Emily, I’ve received some concerning information,” Mr. Johnson began, his tone firm. “Can you explain why our client canceled their meeting with you?”
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“I-I don’t know, sir. They said it was due to unforeseen circumstances.”
Mr. Johnson raised an eyebrow. “Unforeseen circumstances? Or could it be because they received an email with screenshots of your unprofessional social media comments?”
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Emily gasped. “What? No, I… I didn’t think… I mean, those were private posts!” she gasped, staring at a tablet screen. Maybe Mr. Johnson was showing her the mail.
“They may have been, but they reflect poorly on you and this company,” Mr. Johnson said sharply. “And there’s more. I’ve been hearing rumors that you claimed to have bought the watch for me single-handedly. Is that true?”
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Emily’s face turned pale. Her silence said it was true.
“Emily, this behavior is unacceptable. You’ve been manipulating situations and lying to your colleagues. This ends now. You are being demoted, effective immediately. One more misstep and you will be terminated!” Mr. Johnson declared.
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Emily emerged from the office, looking defeated. That same day, in a team meeting, Mr. Johnson took off the expensive watch and held it up for everyone to see.
“This gift was meant to symbolize teamwork and appreciation,” he began, “but given the circumstances, I think it’s only fair to return it.”
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He then walked over to me and handed me the watch. “I believe this was more of your contribution. Please, you keep it,” he said.
Emily turned beet red as everyone watched. Her scheme had backfired spectacularly, and my efforts to expose her had paid off.
And that was how I got my ultimate petty revenge on a two-faced colleague.
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What would you have done?
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