Pineapple, strawberries, raspberries, blueberries, blackberries, watermelon, oranges, lemons and more. Everything had been measured, cleaned, sliced, and cut up into bowls just waiting to be whipped up and blended into scrumptious smoothies. The pleasant aromatic mix of citrus fruits and berries wafted throughout the kitchen, her favorite room in the whole house. It was also the room she spent most of her time in.The two-bedroom cottage style home had been a bit big for just one person, but she couldn’t resist the openness of the kitchen, all the counter space, the large island and brand new stainless steel appliances. She’d worked her butt off to afford the down payment and manage the monthly mortgage. If everything worked in her favor, she’d be paying back her student loan and getting caught up on bills in no time. She had a good chunk in savings as a reserve for her business, just in case.After a quick check to make sure she had plenty of soymilk, sorbet, yogurt, ice, and her usual spices, she released a held breath.
