I had a long talk with my mum on the phone last night. d was at her dad's. We talked so long that we flattened the batteries on both our cordless phones! My mum is deeply religious (Catholic) so I wanted to ask her how I stop being angry and forgive him. We went round in circles a fair bit because I don't see the value in being nice to people just so you can get to heaven (she didn't say it like this btw). What if there isn't a heaven? Isn't that going to make me feel pretty ripped off?
I found a cool quote in a book I'm reading that described why we should try to get along with people. I'll have to remember to put it on here later.
I felt better after talking to mum. I did housework while I talked which was even better. I put the groceries away, swept the floor, mopped the floor (twice! cos while I was talking I forgot which bits I had already done cos the tiles dried fast) and then rinse-mopped the floor (so I guess you could say I mopped it three times! I feel so much better having a clean floor. Bit sad hey?
