I've been feeling depressed and tired today, even though I felt like I had slept fairly well last night. I would have slept better if I didn't have a mild headache. Last night the friend, whom I had let go around three weeks ago, called me. We talked but it didn't go well. He says he misses me but has treated me terribly. I don't get it.

My sister called this morning. We had a pretty good talk. I did some minor cleaning today. One little project went pretty well but another didn't. I took a day off from scrubbing floors, after doing it for three days. I've been pleased with the way the floors looks, even though I feel like it's not perfect like the way I'd want it to be. I plan to do one more floor to scrub and clean either tomorrow or Tuesday. I want my apartment to look good for Friday when I have an inspection, even though the inspection is to see if things are functioning well and not about neatness. I have anxiety about it.