A man came home from work and found his three children
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 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 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 every day when you
come home from work and you ask me what in the world did I
do today?"
"Yes," was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
