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