I wish; it's Elly screaming at John because she has no idea that his life is just as hard as hers is.
Panel 1: John, who's bleary-eyed and downcast after a hard day's work, stands on the front porch and thinks to himself "I'm exhausted. I need a beer, a couch with no toys on it and silence."
Panel 2: Well, he doesn't exactly get a couch with no toys on it but he's sort of too beat to press the issue; as he thought-bubbles "I have had enough hassles today to last a lifetime" while reading the Valley Voice, he doesn't notice that Lizzie is looking at his can of Big Grey Beer.
Panel 3: As Lizzie drinks the beer and thus sets herself down to road to becoming a problem drinker twenty-odd years from now, John thinks to himself "My back aches, my head aches......but I'm at home where they understand."
Panel 4: Elly, who's holding a saucepan and plate full of the horrible slop she calls cooking, disproves his point by barging in with her face all scrunched up in rage and bellowing "BOY! IT SURE MUST BE NICE!!" so loudly, his glasses fly off his face. (You will, of course, notice that she came in after Lizzie put the beer down; a lot of Coffee Talkers won't.)
Summary: John eventually gets used to Elly's sullen refusal to understand or care about the stresses that plague him; he does so not by cheating but by taking up a hobby that takes his mind off insanely demanding patients and a nasty, spoiled, immature and crabby wife.