The Party
The lounge was usually messy when you came in, but since there was a party on, I decided I would clean it up and put a bit of effort in on giving the place a clean. So I spent the next couple of hours cleaning the tables I had set out, hoovering, dusting the mantelpiece, cleaning the windows etc. There was so much mess! How much mess could a teenage boy and a dog make? Due to the amount of window wipers and toilet roles I went through, apparently quite a lot. I moved the sofas and the easy chairs back into the dining room and set out the dinner chairs just in case people didn’t want to stand for the whole time. I took all of the family pictures off the wall, as I didn’t want half naked pictures of mini me’s around the room! I heard the ping of my oven timer and I rushed to get party food out of the oven. As soon as the food was out I put another tray in identical to the one I had just taken out, loaded with mini pizzas and some flan. I then went into the garage to get some drinks I had bought earlier and set them on the table. I decided there wasn’t enough for the amount of people coming so I rushed quickly down to the super market to get some more. As soon as I got in I realised what the time was and quickly set out some paper plates and cups on the table and rushed putting the food on the table. I realised I hadn’t arranged my music speakers like I wanted to so I synced them all with “party mode” and turned the bass up. I chose a recently new CD out of the cabinet lying right next to the stereo and pushed the CD in the slot. After picking a tune I was comfortable with I rushed upstairs and had a rushed shower and whacked on my party clothes. I ran down the stairs with my tooth brush still in my mouth and double checked everything was looking good. I was very pleased with my evening’s work, realising it was the cleanest id ever seen it, but before I had the chance to gloat to myself, I heard the doorbell ring.
