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Things That Make Rachie Smile.

Happy is pretty much my favourite mood to be in. I can at times be a bit of a Pollyanna (if you aren't familiar with Pollyanna, it's a novel by Eleanor H. Porter about an eternally optimistic young girl who moves in with her grumpy aunt when her parents die and spends her days looking for reasons to find the 'happy' in every situation. Oh and Hayley Mills plays her in the 1960 movie and is awesome!).
I like being a bit of a Pollyanna, but sometimes even I can be a bit of a Grumpasaurus.
Since the latter half of last year I've been filling the pages of my London Underground notebook (from Paperchase) with Happy Lists or as I call them - 'Things that Make Rachie Smile'.
I noticed Carrie Hope Fletcher (You can read my musings on her recently published book here - you can also find her blog here) put some on her blog and I thought it was a good idea and might be therapeutic on days when I feel a little less than happy to think about the things that have made me smile recently.
Sometimes the content can vary depending on whether or not I recently bought shoes, if someone recently gave me cake or went to the Disney Store with me - yes I know, 26 and still love Disney - it's allowed! I hope :-) but they are generally full of random simple things.
It does actually make me smile on a day when I'm feeling sorry for myself or a bit grumpy to think of all the things I could be smiling about or feeling lucky for.
Here is my most recent.
Also - the weird shapes all over the page are meant be smiles - I am a really bad drawer! Haha.

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