In light of the events of the last month, it shouldn't be a huge surprise that Friday found me wanting to make bad life choices. I actually woke up Friday morning and said, while still in my pajamas: "I feel like making bad life choices."
My cousin wrote me the most awesome, heartfelt condolence card saying that after her dad died she found herself doing all kinds of stupid things. That day had finally come for me.
So when the opportunity came to cut all my hair off, I pounced on it. There's nothing like transforming your appearance to really kick things up a notch, right?
Anyway, most people seem to like it. The ones who don't wisely don't say anything, but I can tell by their silence. That or when they say, "Needed a change, huh?" instead of, "Hey, I like your hair."
That's me, Miss Intuitive.
All things considered it was a pretty lame selection for bad life choices day. It's not permanent like a tattoo or anything. And it doesn't come with the possibility of pregnancy or other bad-life-choices conditions. So I guess I got lucky. For now. I see Friday on the horizon once again.
BTW ~ some bloggers I read recently completed this assignment:
*List ten things you want to say to people you know but you never will, for whatever reason. Don't say who they are. Use each person only once.*
I think it's absolutely brilliant. Will be writing them down once I think of 10 people.