What is the first thing you do after returning from a business trip?

I have returned from a long business trip to the United States.
It's been a while since I've been home!
My family is there to welcome me!!

Even my second son, who usually says, "Daddy, you're late," is in welcoming mode today.
My eldest son also seems to be listening in while watching YouTube, and he joins in on topics that interest him.

My wife apparently caught a cold while visiting her parents' home, and after ten grueling days of solo parenting, she is quite exhausted. I am truly sorry.

For her, I bought various chocolatey souvenirs, starting with the Trader Joe's chai tea bags she liked before, as well as some high-end chocolates, chocolate cookies, and coffee chocolates. I hope this will be enough to appease her 🥹

Now, when you return after being away from home for a long time, what is the first thing you do?

That's right, laundry.

My house is already overflowing with the children's laundry, and when the massive amount of laundry from my business trip is added to the mix, it interferes with daily life.

I took a paid leave for tomorrow, and I intend to run the laundry as much as possible. It's a laundry paid leave.

Anyway, it won't be finished in one go, so I'll throw the underwear and sweaty shirts into the washing machine first.
And then, I lightly flip the switch on!

Now, it's bath time with my second son for the first time in a while!
The bathtub is covered in overturned toys, but since I only had showers over there, I am grateful enough for this.
While poking the floating long-tailed tits with my finger, I writhe in agony as my second son attacks me with his water gun.

W-wait, your aim has improved since I last saw you, boy...

Well, it's after the bath. I'm refreshed.

And that's when I realized.

Underwear... I've already washed it all.

Since it was a long business trip, I had forgotten that I packed every pair of underwear I own into my suitcase. And I just threw them all into the washing machine.

In other words, right now, my underwear numbers 1 through 5 are all gathered together inside the washing machine.

So, I am writing this right now with my lower half feeling quite wild.

Of course, I am at least wearing socks.

By the way, I found the section manager while I was traveling, so I'm reporting it.