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I’ve designated Friday mornings as my cleaning day. I clean the entire apartment. Last week however was that dreaded appointment that I didn’t go to, but instead of cleaning, I just sat around and worried. So yesterday I cleaned and it felt good. I love it when everything looks like nothing has ever touched it. I am tired though. I stressed about mom all day and worked my butt off. The only thing I haven’t accomplished is the dusting, but that can wait until later this afternoon.

I really need a shower. My hair is to that oily point but, my scalp is dry too. I am missing my Regis shampoo. Husband’s brother’s girlfriend worked at a salon and she gave me a huge bottle of Tea Tree Oil shampoo and conditioner for Christmas. When we moved, we had so much stuff in our bags that we had to take a few things out and leave them in the hotel. There just wasn’t any room. Now I desperately need that shampoo. I feel so nasty with my dry scalp. And here I thought the humidity would make my skin troubles go away. Not a chance. I still have every single one.

Brother was on this morning and we discussed my mom. He said he prayed. Great. Wonderful. Like that’ll do anything.

My beliefs are slowly dwindling. I mean, they already were years ago, but now I don’t really believe much of anything. In my mind I want to believe that something exists after we die, but then logic steps in. So maybe I’m Agnostic. Sometimes I think if religion didn’t exist, things would be better. Maybe the world would be a little less mean.