So as tired as I was from the week, I had to get up at my usual time today (6 am) because I had an 8 am haircut (don’t ask me why I did that because I don’t know). Got there and realized they had booked me with the wrong girl. Apparently there are 2 “Mandy”s there. Or Amandas, or Mandas, or some variant on the name Amanda that I haven’t figured out. Anyway, I got it cut anyway with manda/mandy/amanda #2. I showed her the picture (see yesterday’s post) and she went to town. She cut it short. Very short. Shorter than my hair has ever been since I was 5. Now I’m not the kind of person to freak out over my hair, and I always think it’s silly when people freak out over hair cuts. So I got in my car and pep talked my way all the way home “It looks good. It’s all about attitude. You can pull this hair cut off. Don’t let anyone know you don’t like it. Pretend you love it. You do love it.” Then I walked in the door and J yelled down “How do you like it” and then I broke down and it went something like this “whhhaaaaa i hate it ohmygod it’s so short i look like a boy it’s never bee this short what am i going to do” and then I curled up in a ball on my bed.
Then i decided that if I was going to have short hair, I needed to lose weight so I communed with my haircut on a very hot, solo 2 mile walk down the road and back. Then we went to recycling, the farmers market (potatoes, cukes, cheesy garlic sausage, onions, carrots) and then went for the pick-your-own raspberries and blueberries. Man.. .now I understand why those things are so expensive… not easy to pick and it takes forever to fill a pint container. Then I had a shower and did my hair and my psychology immune system kicked in (yay!) and now I’m convinced that I love my hair and I look spunky and sophisticated! Go me. My parents came down and took us to dinner. My mom’s arm is in a sling though she apparently hasnt’ been wearing it. She’s the type of person who can’t ever be stopped from doing what she wants. God bless her.
Anyway, tomorrow I’m sleeping in and catching up on some reading and just generally relaxing. Even though I had a long deep lovely nap this afternoon, I’m bushed and think I’ll hit the hay.
