Post by Emma Louise on Jan 6, 2023 18:46:32 GMT -6
A key clicks in the lock. The door opens half an inch. Emma Louise tries to see through the gap.
“Em, you’re gonna need to use the back door!”
“Damnit Donna! I need to get in the house first!”
"Ha ha! Funny."
Moments later there’s a crash at the back door.
“Donna! If you’re going to send me round the back you could at least move the damn recycling buckets from the door!”
She steps into the hallway.
“Donna, what the fuck?!”
There are big wooden doors laying all over the hallway. One even blocks the front door.
“Donna, why does my hall look like the opening for a TLC match?”
“I was out the other day and I went to B&Q. They had a sale on and I saw these doors. They look amazing. Well, as amazing as a door can. Normally we can’t afford doors like these but now we can. I was hoping I’d have them all delivered and fitted by the time you came home.”
“That clearly hasn’t happened.”
“No. They were supposed to be delivered Thursday. That would have given me about 3-4 days to put them up. I could have done that even if I had to get Ross from next door to help me. Only problem was delivery service was still back-logged from the last massive sale so my order was held up and was only delivered this morning.”
“I spent the weekend getting my sorry ass kicked around Knoxville and then squeezed my bruised body onto a plane for eight hours. It wasn’t the most comfortable ride and all I wanted to when I got home was drop onto my bed for a couple of hours but it seems we need to put doors up.”
“We don’t have to.”
“In the immortal words of Virgin Mary 'come again'?”
“You could go nap. While you do I could sit all the doors under the stairs where they are no longer in the way. Then tomorrow, when you are fully rested. We can put the radio on and together we could put all the doors up. We won’t even need Ross.”
“Might even get some paint and do the skirtings while we do the doors.”
“I could even wear my headscarf.”
“You’d look really hot with your headscarf as you paint the door frames.”
“That’s because I look hot anyway.”
“Hmmm..... true.”
Donna laughs.
“Sounds a good plan. I’m going to head up and have a lie down because right now the stairs are starting to look really comfy.”
“You do that, I’ll move these doors. I’’ll bring you up a tea in a couple of hours.”
“And if I’m still asleep?”
“I’ll drink it. Damned if I’m making a tea and it going cold because your lazy ass doesn’t drink it. Beats making two if I don’t need to.”
Emma laughs as she heads up the stairs.
“Em, you’re gonna need to use the back door!”
“Damnit Donna! I need to get in the house first!”
"Ha ha! Funny."
Moments later there’s a crash at the back door.
“Donna! If you’re going to send me round the back you could at least move the damn recycling buckets from the door!”
She steps into the hallway.
“Donna, what the fuck?!”
There are big wooden doors laying all over the hallway. One even blocks the front door.
“Donna, why does my hall look like the opening for a TLC match?”
“I was out the other day and I went to B&Q. They had a sale on and I saw these doors. They look amazing. Well, as amazing as a door can. Normally we can’t afford doors like these but now we can. I was hoping I’d have them all delivered and fitted by the time you came home.”
“That clearly hasn’t happened.”
“No. They were supposed to be delivered Thursday. That would have given me about 3-4 days to put them up. I could have done that even if I had to get Ross from next door to help me. Only problem was delivery service was still back-logged from the last massive sale so my order was held up and was only delivered this morning.”
“I spent the weekend getting my sorry ass kicked around Knoxville and then squeezed my bruised body onto a plane for eight hours. It wasn’t the most comfortable ride and all I wanted to when I got home was drop onto my bed for a couple of hours but it seems we need to put doors up.”
“We don’t have to.”
“In the immortal words of Virgin Mary 'come again'?”
“You could go nap. While you do I could sit all the doors under the stairs where they are no longer in the way. Then tomorrow, when you are fully rested. We can put the radio on and together we could put all the doors up. We won’t even need Ross.”
“Might even get some paint and do the skirtings while we do the doors.”
“I could even wear my headscarf.”
“You’d look really hot with your headscarf as you paint the door frames.”
“That’s because I look hot anyway.”
“Hmmm..... true.”
Donna laughs.
“Sounds a good plan. I’m going to head up and have a lie down because right now the stairs are starting to look really comfy.”
“You do that, I’ll move these doors. I’’ll bring you up a tea in a couple of hours.”
“And if I’m still asleep?”
“I’ll drink it. Damned if I’m making a tea and it going cold because your lazy ass doesn’t drink it. Beats making two if I don’t need to.”
Emma laughs as she heads up the stairs.
