A man came home from work and found his three children
outside, still in their pyjamas, 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 and there was no sign of the dog. 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, the fridge door was open wide, 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
might be ill, or that something serious had happened.
He was met with a small trickle of water as it made its way
out the bathroom door. As he peered inside he found wet
towels, scummy soap and more toys strewn over the floor. Miles
of toilet paper lay in a heap and toothpaste had been smeared
over the mirror and walls.
As he rushed to the bedroom, he found his wife still curled up
in the bed in her pyjamas, 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 every day when you
come home from work and you ask me what in the world I do all
day?'
'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.
She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'
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