Fridays were always difficult. Images from the confusing recent past –fact or fiction? – flashed through her mind. Unable to sort it out, she confided in Aunty Em, always a paragon of good will and common sense.
“Fridays can be stressful,” Em agreed. “Stick to simple everyday tasks, nothing
mentally demanding. Cleaning, gardening, sewing . . . ”
Cleaning? Ugh! It was too cold for gardening. She picked up a pile of unfinished mending and went to the sewing machine. Oh, s--t! The bobbin was empty.
That did it. Time to start a new thread.
“Fridays can be stressful,” Em agreed. “Stick to simple everyday tasks, nothing
mentally demanding. Cleaning, gardening, sewing . . . ”
Cleaning? Ugh! It was too cold for gardening. She picked up a pile of unfinished mending and went to the sewing machine. Oh, s--t! The bobbin was empty.
That did it. Time to start a new thread.
