happy passover

My separated, soon-to-be ex-wife, and I still live together in NYC, and still co-parent our two children, one in HS and one in college. Both are quarantined with us. The plan to sell our place so we afford separate apartments. Mostly life is calm, but there are occasional moments that test my patience. Anyway, Passover comes around, and I decided at the last minute to make an entire dinner to make the day feel special. Even found a beautiful seder plate we got as a wedding gift and set the table with our rarely used china set. The seder was nice. The dinner was delicious. We "zoomed" with her relatives from out-of-state, and the whole thing was peaceful and meaningful. But at the end, after cleaning up and being thanked for doing all the prep work and cooking etc., she turns to me and says "I get the seder plate. And the china. The china is mine." I thought to myself, well happy Passover to you too.