Obviously, everyone needs to dust, do dishes, clean their bathrooms, and sweep the floors on a fairly regular basis unless you don't care about hygiene and are okay with getting sick on a fairly regular basis instead. However, recently a new house chore has been discovered that, although not your most typical chore, is necessary in the lives of some people. People like Miss Leah Swan.
The leaves had just begun to change colours in the city of Charlesville and the Ashworth women had been busy with school and their jobs. One day Ella was driving home from her class and pulled into the driveway. Apparently, no one else was home but Leah seeing as her car was in the driveway - she must have had the day off or something.
Singing still to the song that had just been playing, Ella hopped out of her car and hoisted her purse and book bag onto her shoulder as she made her way up the walk into the house. She paused with her hand on the doorknob. What is that sound? She wondered. She turned the knob and walked in, "Hello!" She called out to the house in general. The strange rumbling sound got louder when she opened the door and she turned to see half of Leah's body hidden behind the freezer door of the refrigerator.
"Hi Ella!" Miss Swan exclaimed from behind the freezer door. Ella stared quizically at Leah. It was not only Leah that was protruding from under the freezer door, but also a grey hose.
Ella dropped her stuff on the floor and laughed, "Leah. What are you doing?!" Her voice drenched with gleeful amusement at Miss Swan.
The bottom half of Leah's body jerked as she ducked under the door to look at Ella. She had a funny little smile on her face.
Ella started to laugh and said over the rumbling sound: "What is that sound? What are you doing?" Then she recognized what the hose was. "Wait, are you -" She burst out laughing.
Leah nodded and pulled the hose completely out of the freezer, "I'm just vacuuming the freezer."
Just vacuuming the freezer! Both women started laughing at the situation. Leah at the realization of how hilarious that phrase was and Ella at the realization that there was such a chore as vacuuming one's fridge freezer.
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
It's a Peanut Butter Day
Peanut butter on toast is just such a perfect lunch alternative for anybody. You get your grain and your protein; then, you pour yourself a glass of milk and grab a clementine. It is so satisfying on a boring Wednesday at noon. The occupants of 47 Ashworth would all attest to this as well.
Ella with one hand on her hip looked at Anna, "No, I'm having bananas on mine; that's different." She turned back to the two slices of toast piled with pieces of a banana she had recently been singing into.
Anna shook her head as she brushed her toast crumbs off her plate into the garbage, "Nope. It's still peanut butter on toast. You've just added an extra ingredient." She placed her plate in the dishwasher, "Seriously, I think that peanut butter on toast is infectious. I saw Leah having peanut butter on toast and immediately I wanted it. Then, you saw me with mine and wanted it too."
Leah piped up from her study, "It's the infection of peanut butter!"
The girls chuckled at her proclamation. Leah came out of the study briskly and walked straight past the girls who had just seated themselves at the kitchen table, "Anna, can you do me a favour?"
"Sure." Anna opened her laptop to continue working on her essay.
"Will you tell me when five minutes is up? Starting now?" She took a deep breath and lowered herself to the floor. Ella and Anna exchanged amused looks as they waited to see what quirky "Leah-esque" thing was about to occur.
The two girls turned to see Miss Swan sprawl herself out across the rug in the living room. They laughed as Leah explained why she was laying down on the floor for exactly five minutes - no more, no less. She was sure that it would calm her and prepare her for the rest of her day."It just kind of restores equilibrium." Leah Swan stated in a matter of fact tone to Ella and Anna sitting at the kitchen table chowing down on their peanut butter on toast. She propped her head up on the hood of her brown sweater and took another deep breath.
Ella and Anna simply giggled and turned back to their peanut butter on toast while Leah restored her equilibrium.
Ella with one hand on her hip looked at Anna, "No, I'm having bananas on mine; that's different." She turned back to the two slices of toast piled with pieces of a banana she had recently been singing into.
Anna shook her head as she brushed her toast crumbs off her plate into the garbage, "Nope. It's still peanut butter on toast. You've just added an extra ingredient." She placed her plate in the dishwasher, "Seriously, I think that peanut butter on toast is infectious. I saw Leah having peanut butter on toast and immediately I wanted it. Then, you saw me with mine and wanted it too."
Leah piped up from her study, "It's the infection of peanut butter!"
The girls chuckled at her proclamation. Leah came out of the study briskly and walked straight past the girls who had just seated themselves at the kitchen table, "Anna, can you do me a favour?"
"Sure." Anna opened her laptop to continue working on her essay.
"Will you tell me when five minutes is up? Starting now?" She took a deep breath and lowered herself to the floor. Ella and Anna exchanged amused looks as they waited to see what quirky "Leah-esque" thing was about to occur.
The two girls turned to see Miss Swan sprawl herself out across the rug in the living room. They laughed as Leah explained why she was laying down on the floor for exactly five minutes - no more, no less. She was sure that it would calm her and prepare her for the rest of her day."It just kind of restores equilibrium." Leah Swan stated in a matter of fact tone to Ella and Anna sitting at the kitchen table chowing down on their peanut butter on toast. She propped her head up on the hood of her brown sweater and took another deep breath.
Ella and Anna simply giggled and turned back to their peanut butter on toast while Leah restored her equilibrium.
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