Sums me up in a nutshell
It's either all or nothing!!
Thanks for all the brilliant comments on the last post
You really did.
This morning I pulled my finger out and set to to lighten my mood ... and my hair ... in one fell swoop. Long hair, on me makes me sad, so I had it all chopped off on Wednesday. I was lucky that I could get an appointment as now in Wales all hairdressers and personal services will once again be closing on Christmas Eve and they are busy for Christmas and to combat this rush to bring locks under control before the close down.
Having my three months of growth chopped off made my hair so naturally dark that I found it depressing. Under certain lights it was okay but catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror every now and then over the past couple of days ... well it was just dark and dull. My hairdresser had kept quiet about the colour of my hair a sure sign that she didn't like it, she always enthuses when I go in with blonder or lighter brown hair, so silence means a diplomatic 'bloody hell you've gone back to brown'. It's not that she has ever coloured it and so is missing the cash, it's always been a done at home DIY job and she has no problem with that. As it is she spends most of her time touching up the dark roots of the Welsh farmers wives that appear in her salon when the grey gets too much for them to bear, and she relishes chopping off my short, sharp and choppy hair and getting me back to neatness as a change in routine.
So now it's done, short and blondish, not super bright blonde but enough of a lightness to reflect my recovering mood and make me smile instead of sulk when a mirror jumps out and pounces on me.
In other news, we currently have a be-masked lady going round the house, measuring the rooms and drawing little sketches in her notebook ready to have a floor plan made. Never mind making it easy for potential buyers to picture the layout of the house it will be nice for us to be able see it too, we didn't have one when we came to see it for the first time. Forty pounds well spent if you ask me.
The rain is still falling, the fields opposite are under water ... but now I have my head firmly above it. Onwards and upwards and planning my Challenge for next year, keeping busy and looking forward to heading back to my little flat for a few days.