Our house is trashed. A total mess. It often happens on the weekends, at least on the really good weekends. Bed sheet forts...cozy, made for movie-watching palates...6 wet towels from 6 wet kids...Saturday's play clothes...Sunday's church shoes...all over the place.

Upside: If a burglar enters the premises, he'll turn around and leave, thinking we've already been hit.

Downside: Someone has got to clean this place up and all signs point to it being me.