A Chain of Events; From Broken Lamps to Lava Cake

Waking up from the short nap I took, I found an empty house. My lovely mom, cuddly grandma, and annoying siblings were absent.

The silence in the house at this time of the day is a rare occurrence. Heading to the kitchen, I found a note on the fridge from my mom.

It said that they were heading to a lunch at the neighbors and since I was tired I was woken up. Aww! How caring.

Just as I was wandering the empty house with a bowl of pineapple slices, my eyes fell on the clutter that my annoying siblings left in the living room.

Deciding to take care of that, I went ahead sorting out the mess. Piling the books in a neat pile, I left them in their respective rooms.

Arranging the cushions and taking the snack plates to the kitchen, I grabbed the vacuum on the way.

Folding the thin blankets, I placed them in a hamper. Finally, I was at the last task of vacuuming everything starting with the couch.

Trying to reach further, I heard a crash. Turning my head, I saw the vacuum wire twisted around the base of an antique lamp, which was now in pieces on the ground.

This was a gift my mom brought to give to Mr. Barker on his birthday next week since he is fond of antique stuff.

A bit panicked, I rushed to clean it up. The first rule to avoid mother's wrath is to hide the evidence 😂😂😂.

Throwing the damaged product in the trash can outside the house, I was thinking of a way to replace it.

Grabbing the keys and my wallet, I decided to visit the local thrift store - my only hope to find such a gadget.

But it was a disappointment since there were no antique lamps in the store. Asking the owner if there were any shipments of such a product coming, I heard someone call my name.

Turning around, I saw my classmate, Becky Ryan, standing there holding a beautiful antique lamp. It was definitely not the same, but this one was better.

I heard her explain how she had been cleaning out her attic and found the lamp and decided to come here to sell it and from that money indulge in a creamy goodness of lava cake.

It was a perfect opportunity, and I jumped into it. Waving the owner bye, I dragged her with me, telling her I will buy her a lava cake from the bakery if she gave me the lamp now.

A few minutes of teasing, which I had to endure, followed by us sitting in the cafe enjoying a delicious treat.

Now standing in my empty home, thankfully they have yet to return, I inspected the lamp closely, hoping my mom didn't pay much attention to it while buying it.

Sitting on the couch, I realized that sometimes accidents happen for a reason, and that good things can come out of unexpected situations.

A growl reminded me that I expended a lot of energy today and needed to charge soon.

With that thought in my mind, I stood up to get charged. Heading to the kitchen, I looked around trying to decide what to eat.

Some time had passed, and I was just done with the buttered tortillas and stir-fried veg chicken.

The dishes went on the rack as I dried my hands and went back to the living room.

Laying on the couch with a full stomach, I was lulled to sleep. The land of dreams called to me.

Did you ever break anything in the house? What did you do next?