This past weekend I was mad at my sister (of course), so I ran off to my room, I was bored in there so I wanted to make my bed, then I wanted to clean up the mess of Polly Pockets on my floor. So I cleaned that up then I thought ‘Hmm under my bed is really dirty’ so I started to clean up all the tissues, socks, hairbands, paper, and all the other trash that was there. Then I vacuumed under my bed (while doing so I vacuumed up a few stickers, tissues, and a bead or two I heard ‘clink clink’ a lot). Now it is done and I can walk around without stepping on a poky Polly Pocket foot, which if you were wondering hurts. Now I can leap around!!


Tomorrow I’m having a yard sale so I have to wake up at 6:00 AM. But I kinda like waking up early. But not every morning. I’ve got most of my stuff ready to sell, but I still want to find more stuff. I hope I get customers. Or else I’ll just be out there for nothing, and I would have woken up at 6:00 in the morning for nothing. But I don’t really care about waking up at 6:00 AM.