HER scissors were brand new and she wanted to test them out. First, she cut a small snick in a piece of fabric - very satisfying. Secondly she wanted to see if they'd open any wider than her old scissors - yup, just right. Then she wanted to test out the fancy holder that suspended the scissors in a magnetic field so that they would just hover there ready for action. Yes, that worked, but she doubted she'd make regular use of it as it took us so much space. Time for a cuppa. The milk was past its bbe date, but she wanted to finish it before starting the next one. A few minutes later she regretted her decision and taken the purer milk as she started feeling rather queer. She had to rush to the bathroom and let her body heal itself by vomiting 🤮. After that she wanted to do something restful, so she sat down by her artwork. She started with an umber wash for the ground. By the time she'd finished, she felt tons better and she headed up to the upper floor of the house to carry on with sorting out her historical records.
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