a friend posted this on facebook, thought you might find it amusing:
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 do I do all day?'
'Yes,' was his incredulous reply.
She answered, 'Well, today I didn't do it.'
perhaps we should all give it a try!
What is with all the sodding useless husbands being ranted about in here lately, they all need a kick up the bum. Mine included. He's off from work (man flu 
) and I'm up with LO first thing in the morning as usual. Siiiiigh.... he was OK enough to be on the Playstation all day yesterday...
). we have been out all weekend, and i have only washed the towels which he asked me to do as he needs one for the gym. the trousers were buried under a pile of washing in the bedroom. when i told him that, no, i hadn't for the above reasons he had a right strop. when i pointed out that, at the weekend, there is no reason why he can't put a load of washing on he said that he doesn't because i have 'taken over' the washing in the last few months, and he 'thought he could trust me'! so he dug out an old pair of trousers, which are too tight, and proceeded to moan about it. so i washed the trousers and have stayed up until the wash finished, but now i have no idea how i am supposed to dry them, as we don't have a tumble drier and there is no way i am putting the heating on and cooking us all. looks like it's tight trousers for him tomorrow. 
