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fandomtownies2011-03-29 04:31 pm
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Our Lady of Fandom Church; Tuesday [ 03/29 ].
Having little else to do, really, Chrono had decided he should take on a particularly daunting task to help with the maintenance of the church, and that task today wound up being scrubbing the floors. Bucket, check. Scrub brush, check. Incredibly large floor in need of some elbow grease, check.
He realized, of course, that there were much easier ways to do this. Mopping, for example, or even those machines with steam and scrubbers and everything. But the point wasn't that the work was easy; the point was that it was hard. It was penance. It was work. It was exhausting enough that, by the end of the day, he would be tired enough to actually sleep and not be kept awake through dreams.
He doubted anyone would come in, but, just in case, he put up yellow signs warning them of the wet floor with a note requesting that, if they could, to please walk along the spots he hadn't gotten yet.
[[ open for all your churchly needs! ]]
He realized, of course, that there were much easier ways to do this. Mopping, for example, or even those machines with steam and scrubbers and everything. But the point wasn't that the work was easy; the point was that it was hard. It was penance. It was work. It was exhausting enough that, by the end of the day, he would be tired enough to actually sleep and not be kept awake through dreams.
He doubted anyone would come in, but, just in case, he put up yellow signs warning them of the wet floor with a note requesting that, if they could, to please walk along the spots he hadn't gotten yet.
[[ open for all your churchly needs! ]]
