Funny, I still feel that rush of excitement on the first day of September, that I felt as a child. Looking forward to the first day of school, seeing lots of people instead of moping around by myself. Sometimes a new dress and/or a new pair of shoes.
So far I've sold two of the dolls on eBay:
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Red Venus
Shirley
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Back in the spring, the carpet cleaners left the big area rug in the living room placed wrong, with a big streak of the carpet pad showing in the front. I had tried many times to reposition it, but the rug was too heavy and the pad was sort of stuck to the carpet underneath. Yesterday I made up my mind to fix it or set fire to it. So I rolled up the rug, put the pad where it's supposed to be, then rolled the rug out on top of the pad. It wasn't nearly as easy as it looks. My arms and shoulders are sore.
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I feel that first of September rush too. It's excitement mised with melancholy for me. And, invariably, I start getting wild for Christmas.
Mixed with melancholy, I mean. Mixed with melancholy? could that be a breed of dog?
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