anxious*breathing*
So tomorrow (well, today, actually) is the big day.
I am cutting my hair.
I haven’t even trimmed it in nearly 5 years.
It is well past my butt when straightened. I am used to it this way. It’s me.
The ends are an unhealthy mess and it’s been a pain to deal with. It is thinning out because of its length and it tangles like crazy. The curls are weighed down. Fortunately the curliness is enough to hide the icky split ends that shoot inches up my hair.
Anyway, at 2pm I have an appointment to cut off enough to get rid of all the split ends and cut even more to donate to Locks Of Love. The minimum to donate is 10 inches. I don’t want to give them the useless split ends, so it’s going to be much more than 10 inches that are cut. I figure that I will end up with hair that is just a couple of inches below my shoulders.
I can’t do above my shoulders. I think that I would lock myself in a room until it grew long again. I’m serious.
It sounds silly, but me hair is me. It is how people recognize me. It is the only part of me that I have ever considered pretty.
It needs to be cut though.
I told Josh, my parents, and my best friends that I have a doctor’s appointment as an excuse for my trip to Dartmouth (there is only one person that I’ll let cut my hair, and that’s where she is). I want to see their genuine reaction. This should be interesting.
I know that Josh and my Mom will be happy. They have both been telling me for years to cut it.
My co-workers and many online – folk know. I’ve gotten mixed reactions to my plan.
I really hope that I’m not going to regret this...
(I know, hair grows back... but this is going to take a long time)
Do I really need to cut it?
But it looks good with wings…
(not that I wear them for anything but oct.31st... lol)
See?
I’ve been upbeat about it all day, but I’m not sure I’m ready to do this…
I guess the ends are bad.
…and is going to someone who needs it more than I do.
Plus, it will be easier to care for.
I hope it grows back fast!
