A Limo for Prom
Week 1: Saturday
When I woke up, I showered and went down for breakfast. I took one bite of the organic waffles in the fridge and started gagging. The food had gone bad. I wondered what that smell was last night. At least it won’t go completely to waste. I can compost it and use it in the garden.
I recycled all of the spoiled food and made a salad for brunch. Dad and I managed to sit down together and even had some conversation.
Dad: I’d like to go fishing this weekend.
Loni: I’ve got too much gardening to do today, and I have prom tomorrow. We’ll have to go on Thursday as there are teacher workshops that day.
Dad: That sounds fine.
As soon as I finished eating, I started the laundry.
The new couch was delivered today. I paid §245 for it.
Angel caught a garter snake. I sold it for §6.
~texansky~ For some reason, when the washer started, she still had the dirty laundry in her hand. I reset her and she went back to normal, but now there is a big pile of Mount Washmore in the living room. She can’t interact with it and I can’t delete it in buy mode because it is currently in use? I actually had to use debug to move the laundry into the family inventory and use sell all to get rid of it.
I worked in the garden most of the day. Before I knew it, it was time for bed. I had no idea what Dad was up to during that time as I was in the basement.
~texansky~ I selected replace on the chair, thinking the replacement would be a like-new item, but it only ended up in semi-better condition. It still had the duct tape on it. That set the family down §180. My bad! I cheated and put the §§ back. 😉
~texansky~ I also cheated and got the Pet Hygienator using buydebug and then replaced the §400 it cost. Angel got fleas and neither Fred nor Loni had a good enough relationship to bathe her yet. I hate seeing animals suffer. :frowning:
Piggybank: §647.
Week 2: Sunday
I had an electrician come out and rewire the downstairs lights. She moved two lights to better locations and added another light over the dining table. It’s not so dark in here now. The new light cost §45 and another §75 for her time.
I want to buy Angel a cat condo and sell the scratching post and bed. She deserves it. I don’t have the Simoleons to do it right now. Maybe she’ll catch something worth enough to buy it later.
I have to water everything downstairs by hand. The sprinklers don’t seem to be of any use down there. Dad offered to help. He says he’s been feeling much better lately.
Come to think of it, I haven’t seen him use his cane in three days. I’ll make an appointment with the doctor for Thursday afternoon. That way, we can still go fishing in the morning.
After lunch, I went back downstairs and found Dad harvesting the plants.
Loni: Dad, are you sure you should be doing that?
Dad: Loni, I’ve got more energy than I have had in a long time. I’ll be fine.
Loni: Well, if you’re sure.
It’s 2:15. I should probably get ready for prom. I can’t wait! I wonder if I’ll meet someone special tonight.
The toilet and shower are dirty. I will clean them when I get home from prom if I’m not too tired.
Angel caught a garter snake and a water beetle today. This is the second snake she’s found on the property. I sold it for §6. I’ll keep the water beetle and donate it to the science lab with the stag beetle she caught the other day.
Loni: Dad, I’m headed off to prom. I’ll be back before curfew. Are you going to be all right?
Dad: Stop worrying about me so much. I feel fine. I’m just going to finish picking these fruits and vegetables. Have a good time, sweetheart.
Loni: Well, you do look a bit better. You’re not so pale anymore. See you when I get back.
It’s raining! I’m glad I bought those umbrellas after school on Friday. I hope my dress doesn’t get ruined.
Oh my goodness! I didn’t expect a limo when they said they would pick me up. It’s huge in here. There’s a mini bar. I wonder if anyone would notice if I had a glass of wine?
Why couldn’t the driver drop me off closer to the entrance? Jerk!
She’s wearing my dress! The lady at SimTopic told me it was one of a kind. There’s another one with my dress on! I’m going to give the lady at SimTopic a piece of my mind next time I go there.
I’m having a great time dancing. I’m glad I’m such a good dancer.
I can’t stop looking at the lights. Are the aliens coming for me?
One of the girls with the same dress made a snide comment about mine. I wasn’t having it. I told her to leave or change. She attacked me! Of course, I fought back. Everyone was gathered around us cheering us on. Naturally, I won.
I didn’t let the fight bother me. I went right back to the dance floor and danced the night away.
The dance is over already? I didn’t find anyone I wanted to date. I guess I better head home.
Connell and Chantrell Riffin didn’t bother to dress up for prom. I wonder if they are too poor to afford clothes like that?
The limo driver decided he didn’t need to take me home. I guess I’ll have to take a taxi.
One of the ghosts, Irene Rouses was outside when I got home. I think it’s exciting to have ghosts on the property. I introduced myself.
It seems that they are a family, and apparently, they died of blunt-for trauma. I wonder if they were killed here? Maybe that’s why they are hanging around.
Dad: You’re back. Did you have a good time?
Loni: I had a blast dancing. There was no one at the dance I was interested in dating though.
Dad: You’re too young to be thinking about that.
Loni: Dad, I’m sixteen now. I’ll be a young adult in less than a week.
Dad: Where did the time go? My baby’s growing up.
Dad: Oh, we had a delivery today. A big chest of drawers for storing our produce, and another small chest for keeping our seeds to plant. They put them in the basement in the garden room.
Loni: Oh, no! I forgot that I ordered them. Did you have enough to pay for them?
Dad: We did. They were §190 and the delivery was free. I wish you would curb your spending, Loni.
Loni: You’re right, Dad. I’ll try to be more frugal in the future. But that couch is nice, and it was on sale.
It finally stopped raining. Dad and I are on the porch enjoying the fresh air. I wish we had enough Simoleons for another rocking chair. Dad is always hogging that one.
Final Piggybank balance: §343.
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