Yesterday morning I made a decision, largely born out of sheer frustration, that was reckless and irresponsible. It was something that I had been meaning to do but I certainly went about doing it in the WRONG way. And I don't regret it.
I cut my hair. Myself. No big deal right? Seriously though, I bushwhacked 18" off of my ponytail. I had just reached my frustration threshold so I put my hair in a ponytail and snipped off the bottom... it's crooked and needs some tweaking but I can't tell you how much easier my life was this morning. My hair is still long--now it's to my waist--but I feel like I can enjoy my hair now, rather than loathing the time I have to spend brushing out the tangles.
Here's to my sanity--cheers!
Let It Be Sunday, 181!
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