I can't wash the shampoo out of my hair.
It's a small thing. It's happened before. But the longer it lasts, the more it builds up -- it being the shampoo, of course, but also the frustration and the embarrassment. I'm a grown woman. I should have basic hygiene down. But my hands just aren't working very well. If I can see what I'm doing, I'm OK for the most part. And most other things I can fake well enough so far. But I have a grease spot and several centimeters of nasty dried shampoo caked on my scalp to prove that I'm failing and faltering.
Maybe it's time I cut my hair.
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