Saga

The hair saga continues. Ever since I got the Texas hair cut I knew it was wrong. My gut just told me it wasn't the hair cut for me. I tried to ignore it. I tried to tell myself the real problem was my aversion to change. On Friday night I was sulking around the house and I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. At that moment I knew my instincts were right. I took the kitchen scissors out of our drawer and cut four inches off my hair and I love it. Its the shortest haircut I have ever had and I couldn't be happier. I didn't even have to tip the stylist. Jess is going to be really surprised when he gets home.