There are footsteps on the stairs. Mom walks into the room. Her face goes from annoyed to furious. ‘ Calm down, I will clean up after I’m done.’ I tell her. She still doesn’t look calm. Well I can’t really blame her, the whole newly furnished living room is a mess. Everything is somewhere else. I try to convince her with a big smile. ‘No stress mom, when you come back you will notice nothing about it.’ It doesn’t work, but she gives up and leaves anyway. I look around, now the frown is on my face. I did make a mess. Anything for a new profile photo.
An hour later there is a big smile on my face again. The living room is exactly how it was. Even a bit cleaner. On my laptop is a photo I am happy with. It is a good day.