Her scientist husband was at it again. It infuriated her, amused her, interested her, and drew her to him in spite of his oddities. She admired his inquisitive brain. This time he had somehow made a magnetic field in the skylight. With some huge magnetic doodad he managed to make her kitchenware float. He turned the doodad at certain angles, stopped, recorded his numbers, measured the heights, turned the doodad some more, stopped, recorded his numbers, measured the heights, recor…… A lucid moment occurred. She blinked, all her things were in place. She hears him, “Honey, are you feeling okay?”
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About oneta hayes
Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
Thank you for reading and commenting. Do you do Friday Fictioneers?
Loved the floating cookware
Unstable gravity would be hard to get used to. Notice I am referencing your story a bit. Nice that you didn’t float along with the cat. 😀
I can see that. Good one!
Thank you. I went over to visit you. I liked your poems but I didn’t find a place to click and I moved on without a comment. Thanks for making yourself known to me over here. 😀
Oneta, there is a comment bar, black with white lettering at the bottom of each entry. Not sure how to get the like icon… others seem to find it. Thanks for coming by and for your comment.
I just added a follow button. Sorry, I thought there already was one there.
I fear she was having more serious issues, but daydreaming would be a good source for flying objects. 😀
This was good!
Thank you, Faye, I appreciate that. 😀
This made me wonder if she’s experiencing some vertigo. I’ve had trouble with it recently, and it’s extremely unpleasant. Nicely written–I felt as if I were there with them 🙂
Thank you, Linda. I just went over to read in your blog. I enjoyed it very much. I found that I did not have you turned on in my “manage.” So sorry for the things I have missed. You have had many advantages as I have for having been blessed by Christian homes. God’s promise to bless those who bless him.
Yes, Linda, the spouse who thinks her husband is the odd one, is the odd one. 😀 Some kind of mental issue.
Thanks, Oneta. It’s always wonderful to meet another believer through either one of my blogs 🙂 just another blessing that Goad has allowed me.
This is a good story. Makes one think about what we do actually see sometimes particularly if we have unusual light before a storm, and eyes may be effected. What a clever husband he would be just the same. Thanks!.
I could use a floating island for my cookware!
I guess you wouldn’t need shelf space! I never have enough shelf space. It is a constant over flow to the thrift stores for my stuff. I don’t buy the expensive stuff. 😀
I am in DIRE need of shelf space. I moved from a professional kitchen to a rinky dinky awful one!
Try those magnets. Well, maybe not. 😀
He had made a gadget and keeping all her kitchenware afloat. At least now she cannot claim not to find certain utensils. She must learn how to use the gadget to bring things down at her will.
Now there’s an idea for another 100 words. 😀 Thank you.
A whimsical and poignant story. How sad that the wife is showing signs of mental illness; how good that her husband is so careful and loving towards her.
Aww, you pegged my intentions exactly. Thanks for commenting. :S
Sad story but so many elements in so few words.
Glad you came over and thank you for the kind words. I went over to read your FF. It was a bummer kind of sleep you described. I enjoyed it. 😀