No more yellow dress. There it is piled in the corner in pieces. After she stopped complaining long enough to think about it yesterday, Tessie disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
I figured it would be best to let her stew for a while. By the time I finally went looking for her, she had fixed things......She was in the sewing room in a new outfit and working on a couple of others.
When I went in, she announced that the yellow dress would make good, soft cleaning rags. I won't repeat some of the words that she used to describe the original dress.
While I was standing there in astonishment, she started tossing things out of the sewing room once again. She frowned at me and said, "It's too dark in here. How am I supposed to sew in the dark?" Then she tossed more on the pile on the counter.
Zar came along about then. Big mistake on his part. She ripped the curtains off of the windows and handed him a paintbrush and a bucket of Dolphin Gray Ceramcoat. She hissed at him through her teeth, "If you value your life, you will start painting now." Then very sweetly she followed that with,"Pretty please?"
He was so confused that he just shook his head and started painting.
Tessie picked the Dolphin gray because we had a lot of it left over from the mistake on the outside of the townhouse. It was too blue. I am not sure why it is no longer "too blue" for her taste, but it can't be all bad. I get to use up the paint that I have instead of running out and trying to decide on another color. Actually, it kind of goes with the ironing board cover.
I am sure that she will try to change her mind again if I don't do something quickly. I have a couple of pieces of fabric that will go perfectly with the color. As soon as I finish here, I am going to make curtains. Quickly!
When last seen, the two of them had cleared out the bottom floor, in preparation for turning that part into Tessie's shop for ladies.
They were starting to tear out the existing curtains. Green print with electric toasters will never do for the shop.
It's my job to now go and clean up the mess that they scattered all over the kitchen. Some of the stuff that they eliminated will go back in the shop and some will go in the townhouse, so all is not lost.
I have my work cut out for me.....How do I get into these messes? Oh! I remember, I gave a witch a sewing room.....Never, ever do that if you want to stay sane.
See you tomorrow.