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a Rainy sunday afternoon
Rainy,slow kind of day,,studied for french final and french oral exam. Got my notes ready for tues night English final,,and im ready to be done!! so today,,while thinking of french phrases for oral and typing things up and more thinking, I cleaned the dinning room .... top to bottom. Top photo,,dinner for one, my kid is away in Fl, photo two a framed print for my son,,was giving to me while pregnant with him 23 yrs ago. He turns 23 next month eeeeekk!!! Bottom one is candle holders and lace from Germany. The lamp in the middle is local and pretty new. I went to church,studied,cleaned and got a lot done today. When my kidos gone gotta find things to keep me busy or I miss her to much. She is having a great time with her BF, hasnt seen him in a month and missed him so much. Well did you have a great weekend? Get some things done? Relax? Do nothing and enjoy it? I hope you are all well. Waiting to hear about two jobs I applied for, so keep me in your prayers!!. Happy Relaxing Sunday to you all :D
PS my latest Collab with me new German Friend Carito
So I took Melanie into Nanowrimo for the month of November and more parts came out, this is where we left off even though the chapter names are different. I hope you all continue to enjoy Melanie as much as I like writing her.
the swirl of the mist landed from the chaos that just ensued there was
clearly a layer of soot that needed to be cleaned up. There were piles
of soot all over the floor in front of the stone fireplace. She looked
next to the mantle where she kept her broom, but it had moved itself.
She knew it feared being burned up by all the embers in the fireplace
while the silver box burned. It clearly was no where to be found.She
knew not to even go hunting for the broom. Its fear was to great, so she
tried to summon it to her. She could feel it pulling and its hesitation
in coming to her side.She quieted her mind, told the broom in her mind
that all was calm, this time her pull was stronger and it came to her
broom seemed to be trembling in her hands, she held it gently, soothing
it in her mind. The broom almost seemed to lean into her saying all was
going to be okay now. Quietly and calmly she began to sweet the soot
into the fireplace, but the broom’s bristles see…