I chickened out last haircut (pathetically, almost 5 months ago), but this time I was ready. It’s spring! My hair is getting caught in everything! I can hardly brush through it anymore it’s so freaking tangled and unruly!
Here we go!
When my awesome hairdresser sawed at it for a good 5 minutes and finally handed “it” to me, I swear it felt like she just presented an appendage. Kinda freaky. But now it just feels good. Damn good and liberating. And it will feel even better when I send off my braid to become a wig which will hopefully brighten a very deserving child’s day.
Yes, damn good.