A friend brought me a bucket of sour cherries
yesterday so
after church today I decided they had been picked over twice and the
little
white worm had surfaced and I didn’t see any more questionable ones so I
got his cherry pitter and roamed the kitchen looking for somewhere to
attach it. The only place the pitter would
attach was my white wood table but even there, not very well. After the
first three I had cherry juice everywhere including the shirt I had
worn to church. I changed shirts and put that one to soak in cold water. I wiped
cherry juice after every 20 or so but the floor, chair, table, everything, was
spattered including my vintage tablecloths hanging nearby.

As I was nearing the end another little white worm suddenly
appeared in my finished pan of cherries. Hmm. Don’t know if I will be able to
eat them... But I was almost done and thinking about how yummy they would be so
I finished. I put all the pitted cherries in a pan with sugar to let them juice
while I gathered up everything with cherry juice on it to put in the washer.

I have the water to my washer hooked up so that I have warm
wash and warm rinse contrary to how the washer manufacturer thinks I should
wash clothes. I thought running the garden hose into the washer with cold water
was easier than changing my hoses. I had the hose in the washer and I went out
to turn on the faucet. Well, of course I didn’t think to close the lid on the
hose so when the water came through it did the wild thing and sprayed water EVERYWHERE.
Got the hose in the washer, closed the lid, got the mop and bucket and started
mopping up water. Well, the washer filled much faster than I mopped and soon,
very soon, the washer overflowed. I crimped the hose and got it outside and
turned off. This was more than a mop and bucket job! I have the shop vac there
because that room is also my dog boarding room and it’s full of crates. I
turned the washer on to “rinse” and let it run. I had to move all the crates,
of course, because there was water under them. I stacked anything small on the washer and
dryer to get it off the floor or out of the crates. I upended crates so I could suck water. It seemed like the water was never going to
stop running out from under everything but it slowed enough that I thought I
could hang the table clothes out to dry and come back and vac/mop some more. So
that room got a total flooded wash down. And as I picked up a stack of metal bowls
so I could open the washer I missed the bottom glass one and of course it fell
and broke into a trillion pieces. The floor wasn’t totally dry and I was trying
to sweep up broken glass on a wet floor.

Got the glass swept up. Got the table clothes and my shirt
hung on the clothes line. Went in to work on the cherries and there looking
back at me out of the pile of sugared cherries was another little
white worm. He got a ride on the spoon to the
chicken bucket. Now I’m thinking, hmmm, I know I won’t be able to eat
these. Wondering
what to do next when little white worm #4 appeared. That’s it! All that
work
and the sugar wasted but there is no way I’m going to eat those cherries
so I
put all the pits, cherries, worms, and picked over cherries into the
chicken
bucket, went out the door calling my Chckie Girls and of course they
came
running. We went to the compost pile and they had Cherries a la compost
pile.I only wasted 3 hours on a fizzled project. I've done worse.