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Because, that was the alternative if I didn't get my behind into the salon and get this mop on my head cut!
I am not and never have been one of those women who goes to get the hair trimmed every six weeks. I can't see the point in that... BUT, I will take the scissors to my own bangs every six weeks or so, because I can't stand them hanging in my eyes! (I don't know how some of these styles are so poplular with the bangs down in the eyes... it feels like a hundred little needles poking me and it's probably much worse if you have contacts.) And after a few of these self-trims, it becomes glaringly obvious that it is a 'home' job.
I don't do the hair color thing either... I'm just living with the gray hairs popping up all over... and I know it's because I don't want to have to mess with being on some sort of schedule to keep the roots done (I can't stand seeing grey roots on somebody, so I figure no color, no problem!) I guess I'm fine with looking my age. And thankfully, I've never needed a perm... for obvious reasons!
Anyway, I guess I'm just lazy because I wait till the last minute to schedule a hair cut. This time was not exception except for the fact that I waited a couple weeks too long and it was literally driving me insane! If my dear, sweet hair stylist hadn't been kind enough to get me in right away, I might have done something drastic. I DO own one of those hair clipper thingies that I use to give the boys buzz cuts with...
Thanks, Sandy, you saved me from myself once again!