It's late, I'm tired.
I spent over 5 hours in a strawberry feild today, not so fun. I clean picked all that time, which I did NOT get paid for. When you see rotten, over ripe or berries with spots you're are supposed to throw them behind you, as such cleaning the row. I am OCD when it comes to clean picking, I have like a flat of rotten berries behind me. I don't want to rip off the people I work for or the customers who buy the berries so I only pick good berries. Most people do not do this, money is their only goal so they pick anything and everything and shove it in a basket. Some people get like 20 flats a day (12 boxes per flat) this is beacsue they don't pick hounest which drives me up the wall. Goodness I'm made now.
I'm reading Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen. I'm in love with it. I may be biased because I have the prettiest copy of Northanger Abbey ever. It small and blue and lookes more like a journal than a novel, the cover is cloth and it's slim and like a pocket book. I feel very sophisticated reading it.
This Summer I also want to read Emma. Little Women , Sense and Sensibility, and An Old Fashioned girl ( which I borrowed from my aunt almost 2 years ago) I'd also love to read Little Men,and Jo's Boys, but I'm not sure thats going to happen. And if I'm really lucky I'd like to read the Narnia books, Holes, and Jane Eyre. I've got big dreams.
I was going to write about Canada Day tonight, that was my only intention when I opened Blogger. well some other time, you can wait it out. As I know soooooo many people read this blog.
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