Me & My Muse – Day 295: Housework, Writing and a Movie

With the day off, I have taken the liberty of producing a housework check list:

– Wash the bedding

– Clean the bathroom

– Do the dishes (as needed)

 

In tandem with this, I will be looking for work and writing.  At 4:30, I will be watching the movie “Heaven is For Real” with my brother.

Overall, that’s today in a nutshell.

And with the world virtually out of buildings due to the Spoiled Rich Muse’s global garden, where am I typing this?  Fortunately, Remedy was able to use his Intangible powers to create a house for me to live in.  Mighty gracious of him, huh?

 

Remedy:  It’s the least I could do.  I don’t want you to be homeless.

Ghost Muse:  I don’t want him to, either.

What about the billions of people without homes now?  You may be able to give me a home, but they don’t have one!

Remedy: Don’t worry.  This planet will be reverted back to normal when that destructive Muse is dealt with.

I hope so.  All of the poor babies and children are all tacky lawn ornaments while the rest of the world’s inhabitants are her slaves.  Slaves motivated by fear.  If they don’t do her bidding, they will become another decoration in her garden.  This madness must stop….

Muse:  Aha!  There it is!  The very last existing building on this Tangible earth.  Move aside so I can demolish it.

Remedy:  Go ahead.  I will just create another one.

Muse:  You insolent fool!  My garden must be perfect, and you’re the only cretins getting in the way of it!  Very well.  Create as many buildings as you like.  I will make them disappear automatically.

*Muse makes house disappear*

Muse:  There! It is now time to celebrate my victory in creating the perfect garden….

Dark Muse:  Tee hee!  I’m back!

Muse:  You again.  And I see that you’ve grown to the size of a skyscraper, huh?  So juvenile and sophomoric.  You’re a persistent brat, aren’t you?  But your efforts are futile.  Even at that size, you will never penetrate my forcefield!

Dark Muse:  Force fields!  I love force fields!  Yum!  Tee hee….

*Dark Muse eats the force field effortlessly, swallowing it in one gulp*

Muse:  Impossible!  That was my strongest forcefield against you!

Dark Muse:  That was yummy!  Ooh!  My home!  It’s like a tiny dollhouse.  Tee hee!

*Dark Muse grabs the Spoiled Rich Muse like a grain of sand, letting it rest in her palm*

Muse:  Don’t you dare!  Don’t go inside me!

Dark Muse:  I’m home at last!  Tee hee!  Here I go……

*the gigantic Dark Muse flashes brightly and flies directly into the Muse*

Muse: Noooooooooo!!!!…..I’m home at last.  Tee hee!  But this garden is stupid!  I want a pretty playground.  Now!!!

*all of the decorations transform into golden swing sets and slides, adorned with diamonds and emeralds*

Muse:  It’s not big enough!  It needs to be my size!  Tee hee!

*all of the elegant playground equipment becomes her size*

Muse:  There!  It’s all pretty and perfect!  Tee hee!

Ghost Muse:  Let’s get out of here!

Remedy:  I know of a place where we can go where she can’t find us.  Follow me!

*Remedy teleports himself, me and the Ghost Muse to a secret location*

Remedy:  You are in my secret realm.  It is a hidden pocket dimension inside the Realm of Imagination.  She will never find us here.  I can guarantee it.

 

I hope not.  Whatever the case, she must be stopped.

Today’s high is going to be 64 degrees and the silver lining is having the day to get some work accomplished.

To those of you who like to get things done, I hope that you all have a fantastic day.

 

Muse:  Where did they go?  I was gonna turn them into pretty decorations for my slide!  Tee hee!

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