Dear Citrus Lane & PopSugar, Just ship my boxes early. The anticipation is killing me. Dear 10,193 Messages In My Spam Box, I hope none of you were important since I deleted you all. I meant to look through you for something good, but them it just got crazy overwhelming and it seemed way easier to just delete you. Sorry. Dear Me, Hurry up and learn to sew. Sewing would give me tons more projects to do and we all know I can’t sit still and need some more stuff to do! Dear Eating Clean, You are so so so stupid. I don’t know why I agreed to do this. Dear Person in Charge, Please, please, please send B on a trip to Korea so I can get my hands on some Oreo O’s. Dear Eating Clean, You didn’t read that message to Person in Charge did you? It’s rude to go through people’s mail you know. Dear Hot Weather, Go away. It’s not fun to play outside when it’s 100 degrees. Dear People on Facebook, No need to announce how hot it is, we all know. Dear Mr. Police Officer, Thank you so much for not pulling me over the other day when I
zoomed slightly sped by you. It’s not often just Baxter and I are in the car together and we were making the most of it. Dear B, When I run to the store after dinner it’s pointless to even ask if I am taking anyone with me. The answer should be clear. NO.