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
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 did I do today?"
"Yes" was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
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
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 did I do today?"
"Yes" was his incredulous reply.
She answered, "Well, today I didn't do it."
