Crazy Command Decision

I hereby order myself to be happy for the rest of my days. And nights. Think up ways to make everything fun, the philosophy of Ms. Stubbs who was once my landlord and a sweet friend.

Today I'm going to a birthday party. I'll wear my new pants that fit me, and I shall cut off my hair so that next week I'll be obliged to go to a salon and have some repairs made. Maybe in today's venture I'll bleach out the rest of the color. Of course, it'll wind up yellow and strawlike, but that should be an improvement.

I've made ten blocks of the new quilt, and ordered some angel fabric for a border or something. Isn't that a blast?!!!

I'm tired of being an old grouch. Here I go to de-witch myself.