SAMUEL HASSEL / 500px/500px/Getty ImagesA few weeks ago, a friend of ours stopped by to deliver a letter from his son to our daughter — they’re pen pals — and rang the doorbell. To say I froze is an understatement. What is he doing? I thought he was just going to pop it into the mailbox. When I opened the door, he stood there with his two kids (two kids I adore), and I tried to talk to him through the sliver of the door so that he didn’t see past me into our entryway. Because, literally, our house was trashed. Do you remember the old Febreze commercials where they blindfolded someone and set...

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