Dear Diary,
Mom didn’t find my helping with the laundry today helpful or cute… instead she scolded me and told me I was crazy for wanting to be
anywhere near a pile of hot clothes just out of the dryer in ninety degrees temperatures.
But what she’s not putting into consideration is the fact that she has the central air on. Hmmph.
But I'm in rebellion. Mom say’s I should get off my furry butt and get to work on my book…
But I have writers block.
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