| 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 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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