My Four Decisions - Part 7

My Four Decisions - Part 7

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That night when I had completed unpacking all my clothes and placing all my furniture in my room I felt tired. It was a long day and my eyes looked puffy after all the crying from later on today. I got ready for bed and then walked towards the spare room and landed myself gently on the bed. I then drifted into a deep sleep not realising that I was lying on top of the quilt. I was too tired so I just lay there sleeping.
When I woke up in the morning, I was shocked when I reminded myself that we had moved. It was true, it was still like a complete fantasy to me. I decided to get up and go downstairs to make some breakfast and get an early start on organising more of the furniture and supplies I still had stashed in the corner of my New bedroom! I absolutely adored my new room. I walked into it and the window was glistening from the sun shining on the rainbow tinted glass. I stood in my room mesmerised by the colours painted on the wall by the window and the sun.
After I had seen enough I stumbled, still tired, to the stairs and glided down keeping my hand on the banister to keep me steady. When I got to the bottom I walked to the kitchen feeling slightly more stable. “Mum?” I called wondering if she was up.
“Yes sweetie, you’re finally up, lazy lump!” she smirked and patted me on the back.
“Yup, I guess I am…at least I think I am…” Wondering for a while if I was going crazy…and if I actually just said that…was I awake? Duh! “Wait, never mind….I must be still half asleep.” …I so wasn’t, I was just going crazy!
“Ok darling, I believe you.” she smiled. She didn’t believe me, did she? Huh, so much for a mothers trust.
“Um…do you want me to make breakfast?”
“I already ate sweetie, but you are welcome to cook for yourself.”
“Uh…is there any milk? Cereal?”
“Yes, in the fridge and in the top cupboard.”
“Thanks!” I said in a sarcastic tone. As if I didn’t know where they would be. Well…maybe I would have to search for the cereal…but there was only 6 cupboards…it wouldn’t be so hard. Milk was obvious. Unless I mistake the freezer for the fridge… ugh…I need to stop talking to myself in my head…wait…I’m doing it now…ugh…and again. Ok, quiet starting now.

To be continued.....