Endless cleaning tasks
The day dragged on, each cleaning task seemingly giving birth to another. Every room demanded attention, every corner concealed a stubborn dust bunny. “Just keep going,” I reminded myself, methodically guiding the mop from one end of the room to the other. Lunch was a distant memory as the afternoon crept by, each minute feeling heavier than the last. By the time the final bell rang, it felt like I had barely scratched the surface of all that needed to be done.
Endless Cleaning Tasks
Art room surprise
After school, I stepped into the art room and was greeted by chaos. Watercolors had spilled across the floor, blending into a surreal rainbow mess. I let out a sigh and grabbed the mop once again. “As if the earlier mess wasn’t enough,” I muttered to myself and began the tedious cleanup. Each stroke of the mop swirled the colors together, a vivid reflection of the day’s endless challenges.
Art Room Surprise
