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| Inside Yard, Venice |
In the quiet of the morning, I bustled about to do my chores. Everyone was still asleep. I turned on the old gospel music on the kitchen radio and tidied up the kitchen. I found all the dishes in the house and got them soaking. I cleaned the parlour and made things look nice.
Walking through the house to inspect things, I checked the washer and dryer and found them empty. I scanned the room and was quite content. Until I noticed the empty wicker shelves. What had happened to all my clean towels?
"Oh no!" I thought as I looked out the window. But yes, there were all my towels hanging on the clothesline, soaking in the morning dew! I had left them there all night and all of yesterday!
I quickly brought them in, one by one, and threw them in the dryer. As I worked, one of the old clip-style clothespins got caught on my finger! I suppose all the heavy labor of pulling towels in through the second story window was too much for me so early in the morning! I was in enough pain to decide I could not wash the dishes. . .
Instead, I had a cup of tea and a little toast. I sat in my parlour chair and read a lovely book. Now that I am telling you all this, I realize that typing is not causing me any pain. I am now perfectly capable of washing those neglected dishes!
I hope your day is lovely!
blessings
Mrs. White
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