*yawn*

Because if I could fill my whole journal with yawning cats, I would.

I made cookies today. Chocolate Mint Chip. Tomorrow is the 10-year anniversary of my Pap's passing, I feel crap and in a rut and I thought cookies would make me feel better.

I was kinda right :)

I'm making a business plan and checking out websites to commercialise Percys. I will be successful and I will be happy. Or I will be unsuccessful but at least I'll be happy I'm doing something I love. Unhappiness is no longer an option. Do you hear me, universe? Enough.