I’m going to a new hair salon today. I gave the last gal three chances to make my hair at least “tolerable”. It’s been atrocious. So bad, I expect it take several months to begin to recover. This, if I get lucky.
Some of this is probably my fault. I’m not used humidity. However, if I tell you I want my hair left long enough, I can tuck it behind my ear, there is no excuse for having pieces cut above my eyebrows…and hanging into my eyes, and…you get the idea. Cut with a razor, which makes it pretty much impossible to curl, in any way I recognize. I look like Fantine in Les Miserables!
They are also bringing a replacement for the recliner I got for my husband. The poor (new) delivery guy broke it when he put it together, wrongly. I felt sorry for him. He did it because he was distracted.
Seems his wife threw him out. He has a 2 year old son who he was frantically trying to talk to on the phone before his naptime. This stuff is life, isn’t it?
But after today, I will have this house done as far as anything I plan to buy in the foreseeable future. I feel like I’m batting clean up before Saturn (my ruling planet) changes signs. After today, I will be back at work, full time.
What’s up with you today?