Helpin' a neighbor

Stella here.
I been awful busy of late, bakin' f'r the week an' cleanin' house.
Me an' Molly Eldredge were gonna go f'r a drive yesterday, which is our usual day t' go off on one o' our "toots" around th' countryside playin' tourist (even though we both been here f'rever), only we got in-volved with cleanin' house f'r ol' Miz Gooch down t' th' Landin' Rd. an' never had time.

Miz Gooch broke her ankle a while back an' it ain't knittin' th' way her doctor thought it oughta. She's been frettin' cuz her grandkids is comin' up from down south an' her house ain't spotless th' way she thinks they think it oughta be, so me an Molly volunteered t' go an' help her out.

Well. I ain't worked s' hard since I dunno when!
I hope them grandkids appreciate th' effort cuz by th' time we got done that house shone like a beacon off a bald man's dome!
Molly started "upstairs" an' I started "down" an' we met in the middle an' it about took th' whole day. It don't make no nevermind that that house ain't all that big.

I never seen such a lot o' stuff - an' I thought Harvey an' me was packrats!
I don't think Miz G. had no notion o' all she had stashed away... an' her eyesight bein' poor, I doubt she noticed that we heaved a lot o' just plain junk.
Nothin' of any worth, that's f'r sure. Clarence over t' th' recycle center 'bout keeled over when we unloaded Molly's car!
Bottles an' jars an' newspapers an' plastic bags an' aluminum pie tins - you name it, we had it.
'T was a good day's work and that's a fact.
Miz Gooch said we'll be re-warded in heaven but I settled f'r a hot bath soak when I got home. That was heaven enough f'r me!

I only gave our own place a lick an' a promise, bein' on house cleanin' overload. Guess anything I skipped over'll keep till next week. We got no comp'ny comin', thank goodness!

That's all f'r t'night.
Love,
Stella