September 20, 1939 Wednesday
Counted my birthday cards. I got thirteen! Now if I were superstitious which I'm not etc etc - I feel nice and clean I've just taken my bath and I'm all ready for bed. I didn't do anything special today but anyway things seem to be looking up. I've got a new slant on things and I feel much sunnier and less morbid. Marit is lying in bed spelling out loud for a test tomorrow, Ruthy is fast asleep. Why is it children always drop off to sleep almost the minute they get into bed? I'll never know or will I? Well thats that.
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