CrystalOnes-World

Another day, another beautiful Saturday morning in the middle of a wonderful summer. I wanted to vacuum my floors in the living room because I had a party last night, and it left my living room a mess. Things like tortilla chip crumbs, potato chip crumbs, and a bunch more. Thank goodness there isn’t any salsa on my floors. I got my Dyson v8 vacuum, unplugged it from the charging station, turned it on, and started vacuuming the floors. Crinkle, crankle, tap, tap, ping. I sucked up the crumbs. I cleaned the floor, the rug, the table, the couch, and the seats. After a few minutes… Finished. Until… Ding Dong! My doorbell ra

by grapehyacinth Apparently the phone was ringing, but I was too wrapped up in washing our clothes to hear it. Well, I couldn't get it anyway – I was a washing machine at present. My husband came over to me, sticking the phone out. “It's for you.” I stared at him like he was stupid. “Um, Roman, washing machines find it hard to take phone calls. You know, the whole 'not having any hands' thing?” “It's that girl Tammy again. She wants your notes...again.” I sighed. I had made the mistake of giving this girl the notes to our Biochemistry class once, and now she was constantly after me. I'd only