Explanation:
8 am. I should be able to sleep in on a Saturday. No such luck. I can hear mum in the kitchen which means I have to help. Especially on Saturday andespecially this Saturday. Mum's friends are coming over and she's near frantic, as she normally is when the come.
She always has to prepare something special for them. I don't know why. They never go to any trouble. Mind you, she's not asking me to do anything. But whatever she's doing is sure a strong hint.
Oh well, I guess I'll get up. It's like school day, only worse, because it isn't a school day.
I can help her by vacuming. She always hates that job, so I'll do it. I don't mind really. You just push it back and forth and think of guys. That passes the time really well.
