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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Illustrate the meaning of “A Stitch in Time Saves Nine” (without using the actual phrase or literal example). (01/03/08)

TITLE: Disaster Kitchen


Linda rushed into her kitchen with several grocery bags. She dropped the bags on the floor, kicked off her shoes, and rushed up the stairs. The clock told her she only had two hours before the meeting and she had promised to bring cookies. The women loved her baking.

She tossed her dress suit on the bed as she changed into simple jeans and a T-shirt. If she didn’t dally, she could have some chocolate chip cookies made in time and they would still be warm for the meeting.

In her hurry she slipped on the stairs. Managing to grab the railings, she merely sat down hard on a wooden step. She slowly rose to her feet sure that would leave a bruise. Once on her feet she took the last few steps carefully before rushing down the hall to the kitchen.

Dishes still filled the sink. Various boxes and jars of food items remained strewn across the counters and table. She had felt far too exhausted the night before to even bother cleaning up and now it included the mess of a hasty breakfast. It all stood in the way of making the cookies.

She had simply plopped in front of the television upon arriving home after working an extra hour. Nothing had been done the night before. Come to think of it, she still had a few things she should have studied for the weekly meeting with the women. They were up to the sixth week of the study, but she was not even sure she understood week five.

She rubbed her temples as a headache threatened. She could have saved a lot of frustration if she had simply took the time to clean up and maybe even prep things for baking this evening. Instead she had even rushed through the grocery store getting items she wasn’t sure she needed or not to make the cookies.

She sighed as the time told her she needed to get mixing things up in order to have them through the oven in time. She simply moved things to the table to clear some counter space. With bowl and utensils in place she simply pulled items in order by memory either from the cupboard or the grocery bags on the floor.

The eggs proved she should have taken the time to check them for shell shock. Two of them were broken, but thankfully neither had rotted enough to start smelling. Then she figured out she already had had enough eggs in the fridge. At least she loved eggs, so none but the broken ones would be a waste.

Finally she had everything mixed for the cookies except the chocolate chips. She checked the grocery bags to find none there. Had she forgotten them or did she have some left over from the last thing she had used them for? She started searching her cupboards to find none at all.

She sank into a chair. The tears she felt forming only frustrated her further. If only she had bothered to stay organized at home she would never be rushing like this or buying things she did not need. Maybe she would even manage to not waste things if she could stay organized.

But she never felt like it when she came home. All she did at work every day was organize everyone else’s messes so that things could be completed. It tired her out doing it. However, slacking on nights without appointments was proving to be her downfall as she noticed the mess and waste in her kitchen. She could hear her mother saying, “Putting in a few minutes of effort here and there on the small things throughout the day will make things far easier when its time for the bigger things.”

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Sara Harricharan 01/10/08
I can SO relate to this! It's so easy to just put it off for the next day or the next hour and then lump everything together because it's too late or I'm too tired. Great story!
Karen Wilber01/10/08
Hey! Stop spying on me! :-D This is right on topic and close to home. Even when we're pretty organized it doesn't take much to end up with disaster kitchen. Love the title.
Temple Miller01/10/08
Ouch. I can so relate, unfortunately. It flows well and is an enjoyable read.
Lynda Schultz 01/10/08
Mothers are so smart, aren't they. Good story.
Joanne Sher 01/11/08
What are you doing in my kitchen?? ;) This felt VERY realistic, and was a lesson well-learned. I could definitely relate - perhaps too much.
Laury Hubrich 01/11/08
I'm not sure why everyone keeps writing about me this week! What is up with that? You just described my kitchen! Very good story, very real, very believable:) Good message
Emily Gibson01/12/08
We've all been there. This is a very universal interpretation of the theme. Nice job.
Catrina Bradley 01/13/08
This is SO me! I could see her rushing around trying to prepare for company at the last minute because I've been there. Luckily my friends are used to my mess. The ending left me hanging a little, but I enjoyed your story anyway.
Peter Stone01/16/08
You paint a very believe picture of a house where someone is not attending to daily chores. Felt like the ending needed a little more closure, though. Did she end up baking choc-chip-less biscuits?