Monday, 29th January.
A day of smiles, happy thoughts and overall cheer. A day when a piece of paper is enough to coax a smile out of any tired old face and make it look like a baby's expectant face looking at her mother. Oh yes. It is THE DAY.
I got my piece of paper and I am extremely happy. But everything's still on paper. So all I can say is: show me the money!
Three down and a few more to go. Santa must really believe that I've been good last year. That is good. Life is good.
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