Here's One For All the Mothers

They tell the an old story about this fellow who came home from work. Parks the car, gets out, comes to the porch and sees the door is wide open. Immediately his heart informs him that there is absolute chaos. He walks into the house and it's what you would call in Yiddish aurban. Absolute pandemonium, chaos, desolateness, destruction, confusion. First of all, there is ice cream all over the couch and strewn all over the dining room table and the living room bookcases and expensive pieces of furniture. All of his young children are in pajamas running around. The house is not just filthy. It seems like the house was hit by a tornado. There is food everywhere. There's filth everywhere. The younger babies who need to be tended to, nobody tended to them. So, they are all in very dirty diapers. The staunch, the smell, the odor in the house is horrible. Wherever he looks, tables are turned over. The milk and the orange juice is spilled all over the place. He can't believe what he's seeing. He runs upstairs, goes into the bedroom. He's looking for his wife. His wife is in her bed. She's still dressed in her night gown from last night. Very, very relaxed. She's reading a novel under her blanket on the pillow. Serene, calm, cool, collective, reading a novel. No worry in the world. He runs in and he says, "I don't understand you. Do you know what is going on downstairs? There's absolute chaos and destruction. This house is going to be destroyed. These kids, nobody's taking care of them. Nobody is helping it. It's it's crazy what happened. What's going on?" She smiles at her husband and in a very serene tone, she says, "You know how you often come home and we talk at night and you turn to me and you say, "What do you do all day? Why are you stressed? Like, why do you always feel there's not enough time? I mean, I go to work, I pay the bills, I cover the debt, I make ends meet. You're basically a stayhome mom without much duties or responsibility or a stressful lifestyle. What do you do all day? What do you do? Like, what do you do? That's what you ask me. She tells her husband. Well, let me share something with you. Whatever I do each day, today I didn't do