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
I do all day?'
'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.
She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'
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May those who love us love us,
and those who do not love us,
may God turn their hearts,
and if He cannot turn their hearts
may He turn their ankles
that we may know them by their limping.~Irish Prayerhttp://sagewoodfarm.blogspot.com/
Subject: Disaster at home 
Sun Aug 24, 2008 5:30 pm
