Mikey
I can not just sit still. Sitting my ass on a couch all day isn’t me. Never has been, so after an hour of it, I realized I will not survive two weeks of this.
Macey and my mother returned from the grocery store, each of them with bags in their hands. What they bought, I have no idea. All I can say is my kitchen is definitely stocked with food, I’m not going to starve at least.
I can hear those two laughing and talking up a storm in the kitchen. I’m glad they are getting along.
Finally, I had to get up off the couch. I went into the kitchen to see that my counters are a mess and Macey and my mother have what looks like flour all over themselves.
“What happened here, a flour bomb?” I asked them.
“More like powdered sugar.” Macey laughed.
“Powdered sugar?” I asked.
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