GUESS WHAT I DID YESTERDAY??

Yep... I cut it off. All off. As in: a little boy's haircut. And... man, do I love it.

I've been wanting to do this for years... and finally... I got up the nerve. Which wasn't easy. No sooner had I made the appointment last week, than my heart began racing. OMG... AM I SURE?? IS THIS GOING WORK?? CAN I REALLY GO THROUGH WITH THIS?? Boom. In a heartbeat, I soon put all my doubts to rest by doing what I always do when I become really nervous. I took an Ativan and moved forward.

YIPPEE. Best decision I've made since... well since I made the decision to have my face all cut up I guess. Wait... that's not necessarily true. I also made another decision just a couple days ago, but that's another story altogether. Anyway...

I can't tell you how much I'm loving this. Apparently other people are, too. Especially Angie, who had the hard part. SHE had to actually CUT IT. She asked me a couple times if I was like "ready" for this... and my reply was pretty the same: ABSOLUTELY. I was psyched and ready for a change and luckily neither of us had any regrets.

I even made Angie save all the hair, which I swept up afterwards and put into a pile for a snapshot of the all the cut hair laying on the floor. It was a MAJOR relief for me. NO MORE crapola about what to do with my hair, when to wash it, how to style it, what product to use in it, etc. etc. FREE AT LAST... THANK GOD ALMIGHTY. FREE AT LAST.

When I made the appointment to have my hair cut, I told NO one. Not a soul. Not even when I went to play Canasta last Monday while with a bunch of friends. In fact... I made a conscious effort that day to see just how many others have short hair and it pretty much boiled to: nine of ten women my age go with short! Which kind of bolstered my resolve, actually. Then.. as folks began to see me in person and realized what I did... they bolstered my resolve even more. Turns out I was right on target in making this move. I got rave reviews.

So Yippee. I'm now hassle free and hair free all rolled into one. You think this was EASY to do?? Not in the least. BUT... am I thrilled I did it? Bet your sweet ass I am! Angie is too, since now, every four weeks, I'll be marching right into her salon, laying down my money and bingo... having my hair cut all over again. It's a win-win situation for BOTH of us. Talk about there's nothing to fear but fear itself.

Which reminds me... I'm now reading a biography about the marriage of FDR and Eleanor. I'm so loving it.