The House In The Woods

chapter 2

Lunch time

I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring at 11 am for lunch and groggily reached out to turn it off. Rubbing my eyes, I sat up in bed and stretched feeling the soft comforter underneath me

my stomach was now growling for lunch. I lazily got out of bed and made my way to the kitchen and I settled on making three sandwiches

I gathered the necessary ingredients – sliced bread, meat, cheese, and ketchup. As I assembled the sandwich, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction in the simple pleasure of preparing my own meal.

i couldn't help but hum a little tune to myself, feeling content and relaxed, I made my way back to our bedroom Carrying the sandwiches on a plate and set them on the bedside table Climbing back into bed and sat cross-legged

I grabbed my phone and scrolled through all the messages and notifications that had piled up overnight.I replied to each one, after I replied to them I sat my phone down on the bed side table and grabbed the remote

I turned the TV on and put the remote on the bed and grabbed my plate of three sandwiches As I settled in to enjoy my snack and some mindless television

I couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment washing over me. The familiar hum of the TV and the comforting weight of the plate in my lap

I flipped through the different movies and picked all dogs to go to heaven tho I have seen it several times it is one of my favorite movies

As the opening credits rolled, I took a bite of my first sandwich, savoring the flavors that danced across my tongue.

The story of Charlie, the charismatic German shepherd, and his loyal friend, Itchy, always captivated me. Their adventures, filled with laughter, heartbreak, and the unwavering bond of friendship, never failed to tug at my heartstrings. As the movie progressed, I found myself lost in the vibrant animation and the emotive performances of the voice actors.

Between bites of my sandwiches, I found myself transported to the bustling streets of New Orleans, where the story unfolded. The lively jazz music and the colorful characters brought the city to life, and I couldn't help but tap my foot in time with the rhythm. The moments of peril and triumph kept me on the edge of my seat, and I found myself rooting for Charlie and Itchy as they navigated the challenges that stood in their way.

As the movie reached its climactic moments, I felt a lump in my throat. The themes of redemption, sacrifice, and the power of love never failed to move me. I watched with bated breath as the story reached its conclusion, a bittersweet yet ultimately uplifting ending that left me feeling both satisfied and a little melancholic.

With the final credits rolling in I took the last bite of my 3rd sandwich then picked up the plate and moved it to the bed side table then grabbed the remote that was laying down on the bed

And put on SSundee new video and grabbed my phone and unlocked it and went to Snapchat and click on me and my besties chats

updating each other on the latest happenings in our lives. We chatted back and forth, exchanging laughs and inside jokes, making plans to hang out soon

I got a message from my husband saying that he is on lunch break and thanking me for the lunch I made for him, I replied back saying your welcome l love you have a good rest of your day

After catching up with my besties and chatting with my husband, I decided to put on music and clean the house

getting lost in my thoughts and the music I moved from room to room, dusting, vacuuming, and organizing with a sense of purpose. The music filled the empty spaces, transforming the mundane task of cleaning into a joyful and uplifting experience.

As I scrubbed the windows, I caught a glimpse of my reflection in the glass. I paused for a moment, taking in the sight of a woman who was strong, independent, and full of love. The music swelled around me, wrapping me in a warm cocoon of self-assurance and peace.

With each room I cleaned, I felt a weight lifting off my shoulders. The physical act of tidying up my surroundings seemed to clear my mind as well, allowing me to let go of any lingering worries or stress. The familiar routine of cleaning became a form of meditation, grounding me in the present moment and helping me find clarity and peace.

As I finished up the last few chores, I couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment washing over me. The house was sparkling clean, the music had stopped, and a sense of calm settled over me like a warm blanket. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes

I made my way to the kitchen and opened the freezer, I grabbed the ice cream and a spoon then headed to the living room and sat on the couch and started to eat my ice cream as the music continued

The cool, creamy texture of the ice cream melted on my tongue, and I savored each bite, letting the sweetness linger. As I sat there, I felt the tension in my shoulders start to melt away, and a sense of peace washed over me.

The living room was bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun, casting a warm, golden light over everything. I glanced around, taking in the familiar surroundings – the plush couch, the bookshelves lining the walls, the framed photographs.

and my alarm for 3 pm meaning that it the end of lunchtime went off