In The Key That Our Souls Were Singing

If you can guess what song the title is from without googling, then you win.......nothing, I guess. Except maybe knowing that I find you awesome for knowing the song.

My hair follicle is sooo much better today! I think it will be healed by tomorrow or Wednesday at the latest. I'm so so so glad because it hurt like a bitch to do anything. Including washing, brushing, and drying my hair. Also touching my head/hair in any way or making certain facial expressions hurt too. So you can imagine how relieved I am now that it's getting better. And just to let you all know, 100% tea tree oil is stinky. I don't mind the smell of my tea tree soap since it's so diluted, but the pure oil is like ewie.

Kerri and my aunt are having problems. Not as much as before, but it's still there. Basically Aunt D and her family are living in the trailer that my mom bought from Keith's aunt. So is Kerri and her family. We all know that two families cannot get along together in the same house. That shit just ain't gonna happen. So things have been tense, to say the least. It's not really my business, but it kind of is since they keep involving me in it. But I just want to give my opinion on some things that could maybe make it a little easier for them to live together until they can move:

• Turn shit off when you're not using it. This means lights, TVs, computers, fans, everything. If you're not using it, you're just wasting electricity and running up the bills.
• Take turns buying and making dinner. Try to make one meal that everyone can agree on. One person should not be choosing every night. And making two meals is stupid.
• Do not waste food. Eat what's on your plate. Save leftovers and eat them for lunch the next day.
• Take turns cleaning the kitchen after dinner. The exception would be if you didn't eat there. If you didn't make the mess, you shouldn't have to clean it up.
• Set down some rules and everyone obey them. Including children. Especially children. If the rules are broken, then punish them somehow. Do not give in.
• Make a chore list and assign chores to everyone. Including children. Make sure they are done. If not, there should be punishment.
• If you have a problem with someone, talk to them calmly and as politely as you can about it. Like adults. Do not post dumb shit on facebook or gossip to anyone. Settle it between yourselves.
• And last, but not least, find a way to compromise whenever possible. Being stubborn won't get you anywhere.

So yeah. Those are simple guidelines, I think. It won't fix everything, but it would sure help if they would stick with it. Most of them are just freakin common sense.

And guess what? Caffer's mom lives here in Jasper! I love when people I already know move close to me. And she texted me today. It was such a nice surprise. She's a pretty cool lady.

We delivered to the Burger Barn today. They're the ones that I gave two week's notice to last week. They're trying to play the sympathy card on us again. That's how they got us last time. And they still weren't very appreciative. But anyways, we've been trying to get them to meet us at another store for like the past 8 months, but they always refused. It's like 15 miles out of our way every Monday. That translates to anywhere between 30 and 45 minutes in the bread truck. So inconvenient. But now that I told them that we have to drop them because of costs, they are so ready to meet us at another store to get bread. Of course. They just don't want to call anyone else to deliver to them because we sell buns and bread to them cheap.

It's so ridiculous that it's just now getting dark outside. I'm so mother effing tired and miserable. Woke up at like 3:30 AM and felt nauseous on and off all damn day. It was the absolute worst. I really thought I was going to puke several times today. I almost did, too. I know if I would've gone into the bathroom or behind a building or something, it totally would've happened. But I resisted. I felt better after I ate a bit, but it only lasted about 4 hours. Maybe I really do need to get a glucose tolerance test. This is getting kinda bad. Maybe I should be on medicine for it. I dunno. I'll ask my doc about it when I go back on the 13th. And speaking of doctors, my insurance agent hasn't said whether or not our application was accepted. I'm kinda worried. We need that insurance. Blah. But enough worrying. I think I'm going to go watch Footloose on CMT and crochet some more on Jen's blanket.