Help! I'm Being Held Hostage...

Well... Not exactly a hostage... More like being blackmailed into cleaning drawers...

It started out pretty good.  I got the wicker work drawer cleaned out and Tessie found a little green wicker table... All finished. 

She announced, "I can use this in the conservatory.  Why were you hiding it?"

In my defense, I forgot that it was in there.

Anyway, one down and many to go...

When I got to the electrical drawer, she bounced in and grabbed a couple of wires. 

Again, she had something to say... "If you don't get this cleaned out in less than ten minutes, I put these two wires together and the drawer explodes."

Only one problem... I didn't mention that the other end of the wires weren't attached to anything... Let alone a bomb...

I calmly finished straightening that one in nine minutes and thirty six seconds.

 On to the "Odd Tools" drawer... This time she threatened me with one of the carving tools...

She said, "This gouge could really do some damage."

I wasn't taking any chances...I didn't know if she meant me or the furniture, with her threat...

Then she announced that the tools shouldn't even be in that drawer.  There weren't enough to fill the drawer.  They should be somewhere else, so that she could put some of her things in that drawer.  And again, she announced, "That way you could put a label on the front of the bin that said "Tessie's Important Things!"

I didn't ask what important things she had to store in there.  I knew that she would immediately start searching the room for things to put in there... Nope.  I am not furnishing a drawer with things that Tessie likes and wants to abscond with...

I kicked her out of the drawer and she left the room...

I heard her come back.  I didn't see where she landed until I tried to leave...

She went and borrowed Zar's Steampunk rifle. She was perched on top of a bottle in the shoe bag, behind the door.  Rifle in hand. 

The announcements kept coming. "You can't leave until the drawers in the closet are finished!"

It's going to be a long day.  She only let me out long enough to write this... I am expected back as soon as I publish...

Back to work.

See you tomorrow, if Tessie doesn't shoot me in the foot!