Simmy was awake at 3:00 a.m. to see off one worker, then at 5:00 a.m. to see off another... then the cat wanted out... He yowled for about an hour, off and on, before she picked up the spoiled cat and deposited him in the gazebo.
"I may as well make the harvest loaf now. I'm wide awake," she grumbled.
The fresh cooked pumpkin had been cooling in the fridge and looked very delectable indeed. They say if food has a good rich colour, it is also full of nutrients... well, this pumpkin passes the test.
Feeling energetic, Simmy went to put in a load of laundry. All seemed well until a strange racket emanated from the laundry room. Simmy went to re-situate the load but, alas, it was more than just a little re- fluffing that was required. The hose that Sam had clamped the day before was no longer sealed and water was pouring out the bottom of the washer.
Simmy directed the water to the sewer hole until the load was done.
The scent of fully baked harvest loaf was wafting down the stairs so she went up the stairs to rescue it.
After hanging the laundry on the line as the sun was coming up, Simmy let the spoiled cat in the house and then sank into a chair feeling a bit worn out.
... and it's not even 8:30 a.m. she grumbled... well, I've had a trick, unpleasant as it was to deal with a broken washer, so I may as well enjoy the treat... she cut a slice of harvest loaf for breakfast.
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