Dear Mr. Love Doctor,

My husband and I have a wonderful marriage, great kids and a nice house. You would think he would be happy, yes? Unfortunately, he must be going through some sort of mid-life crisis, because he came home from work the other day and said that he wanted to practise origami. I mean, really, who does he think he is, a Mormon? An Arab prince? I'm sorry, but I'm not going to share him with three or four other wives. One wife, one husband, that's what I always say. No origami for me. Mr. Love Doctor, how do I convince him to stop this silliness? How do I win my husband back?

- Baffled in Bat Yam
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