Welcome Home

She turned her key and let herself into her hallway.
Hanging up her fur coat, she slipped off her shoes and poked her feet into her fluffy cat slippers.
She picked up her mail, and smiled on opening her bank statement, finally no longer in the red.
Padding into her kitchen, she flicked on her kettle, reaching for her personal mug and a tea bag. Opening a packet of her favoured custard creams, she put three on a plate and the rest in her cookie jar on the counter.

Walking into her lounge, she flipped on her 42 inch television with its surround sound, admiring the deep pile of her new carpet, her baby grand piano in the corner, and placing her plate on top of her glass-topped coffee table with the gold leaf trim.
Entering the bedroom, she changed out of her work clothes into a satin kimono.
The click of the kettle made her retrace her steps and pour the boiled water into her mug.
Opening her fridge, she took out her bottle of full cream milk, and generously added it to her tea.
Carrying it back into her lounge, she sat in her oversized chair with its soft equally oversized cushions and watched the news.

It was the third item.
There in full glorious high-definition colour was a picture of her pathetic Ex Husband and the story of his trial for fraud, embezzlement and theft.
She laughed.
She had it all, and no-one could touch her.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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4 Responses to Welcome Home

  1. Love this! Love that you do this! Awesome, ya’ll just keep surprising me!

  2. By the way, Pen:
    I wanted to be sure that YOU saw this morsel of sheer goodness and beauty:

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