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I woke up this morning to a normal day...Got up, went outside to water my flower/herb garden

Then, because it is Wednesday, I was going to clean the showers and tubs.  I went to get rags and all the red microfiber rags were in a pile waiting to be washed.  I have to use red in the bathroom because Tarzan now is the quality assurance manager for a corporate cleaning company and he has to keep them within OSHA rules.  One of those rules is only red in the bathroom and only green in the kitchen...
Green is for the Kitchen, blue is for dusting, yellow is for general cleaning, red for the bathroom...
So, I picked up the dirty cloths to put them in the washing machine and the washing machine had clothes in it that had been there for two days (in the Phoenix heat)...I put them in the dryer with extra Bounce in hopes they would not be sour and loaded the microfiber cloths in the washer.  Since I had nothing to wash the bathrooms with, I began assisting Tarzan has he put together our new coff…
I am not my hair I am not this skin I am not your expectations no no I am not my hair I am not this skin I am a soul that lives within
Does the way I wear my hair make me a better person? Does the way I wear my hair make me a better friend? Does the way I wear my hair determine my integrity? I am expressing my creativity..
This was written for a breast cancer patient.  But it acts as a reminder to me--my hair is the most unhappy part of my life.  However, I have a hairdresser for the first time in my life who is a genius.  Look at this...I am not my hair, but I like what she has done with it.