July 6, 1939 Thursday
Ev should have had meeting tonight but seeing as Dot and I were the only ones besides Ev not busy we decided to call it off until next week. When Noa woke me this morning it seemed as if I'd just fallen asleep. What a life! I've been washing and ironing and cleaning for hours or so it seems. I wondered why I was so ambitious also cranky now I know. I just discovered I'm sick. I repeat "What a Life!" I miss Marit I wish she were home. I imagine she's having a good time down the shore though. I feel so triumphant I washed my new polkadot dress and it looks lovely. I was afraid it would shrink! Mom's birthday tomorrow and I don't know what to give her. Gee she's wonderful and I do love her so very much.
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