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 toys 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
replied. She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."