One afternoon the tutor did not come. I remembered he had mentioned that he might take the week off. I cleaned the house and listened a bit to language tapes.
'What should I do?' I asked God. I thought about it, and fixed a cardboard shield over a part of my landlord's furniture that my cat liked to scratch.
I thought and baked banana bread and swept the porch. What could I do? I did not know what to do about studying the language. I listened to my recordings from my housekeeper who had left, and felt at peace.
The refrigerator needed to be cleaned before the weekend, since I was expecting to have a guest stay at my house the next week.
I wondered who would watch my house and cat for me in a few more weeks when I would have to travel to the city.
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