One afternoon a man came home from work to find total mayhem in
his house. His three children were outside, still in their
pajamas, playing in the mud, with empty food boxes and wrappers
strewn all around the front yard. The door of his wife's car was
open, as was the front door to the house. Proceeding into the
entry, he found an even bigger mess.
A lamp had been knocked over, and the throw rug was wadded
against one wall. In the front room the TV was loudly blaring a
cartoon channel, and the family room was strewn with toys and
various items of clothing. In the kitchen, dishes filled the
sink, breakfast food was spilled on the counter, dog food was
spilled on the floor, a broken glass lay under the table, and a
small pile of sand was spread by the back door. He quickly headed
up the stairs, stepping over toys and more piles of clothes,
looking for his wife.
He was worried she may be ill, or that something serious had
happened.
He found her lounging in the bedroom, still curled in the bed in
her pajamas, reading a novel. She looked up at him, smiled, and
asked how his day went. He looked at her bewildered and asked,
"What happened here today?"
She again smiled and answered, "You know everyday when you come
home from work and ask me what in the world did I do today?"
"Yes," was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
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