Between the plumber being here all day (and interrupting my 3 mile walk, thank you very much!) and not having any water, it is a miracle I accomplished anything yesterday. Actually, I only accomplished one significant thing and that was to get my waist long hair cut off.
Yep. The other day Mary and I went out to lunch and she mentioned she had a friend who was working on getting certified and he needed to do some particular haircuts. One seemed to be a good fit for me and my features and I haven’t had my hair cut in ages. I contacted him and he contacted me and yesterday at 5pm I was at Toni & Guy’s to get my hair done.
The haircut took over 3 hours because the stylist had to make frequent stops to have the manager check to ensure that he was not making any mistakes. This explains why it took so long. I will say that hearing the trainer telling the trainee that he had gone too short was a bit nerve wracking. I mean, when you’re getting a short haircut, there isn’t a lot of forgiveness and if you start off too short . . . but I just reminded myself that hair grows and too short will be long enough in a few weeks so does it really matter, in the scheme of things?
Before he started cutting, more than one of the employees commented on how short I was going. After all, my hair was down to my waist but I’ve had short cuts before and was not the least bit concerned. I told them I was fine and there would be no remorse. As they began cutting it all off, binding and bagging it so I could take it home, they also decided not to do the layering, saying it wouldn’t do anything to enhance the overall appearance of the style.
When I came out of the salon, Rob’s first words: You look great. No wonder I love this man! We were out so late, I was exhausted by the time we made it home, but we made it home to two highly excited and hungry dogs. This is the exhausted picture I took of myself in profile.
The funny thing is that I’m still not used to not having really long hair so when I pull a shirt over my head, I reach up to lift my hair out from my shirt even though I obviously don’t have to do this. It’s going to take me a few days to get back into the habit of having shorter hair. But I’m glad I went as short as I did because I am able to send my hair to Locks of Love.
And here I am, the morning after getting my haircut, and still quite happy with what I have.