Oh NO. NOT ME.
Just so you know. I live and die by my hair appointments.
Well, really it is more about getting my hair colored rather than getting it cut. I have very dark hair. Or at least I did. Thick dark brown hair. When I was young, I never dreamed I would gray so early OR so fast! While still in my 20's I started to grey. Seriously. I knew I would eventually turn gray but in my 20's! I wasn't expecting that. And I don't mean a little bit of gray. I greyed alot. In my 20's. Alot of grey in my 20's.
I postponed the inevitable until I was 30, but then I started doing what has become a regular event. I started coloring my hair. At first, it was only every few months. Now, it is more like every few weeks. I am not proud of it, but it is true. I color my hair. Often. Often I say. Like every 5 weeks. Like clockwork. Every 5 weeks I get a cut and a color.
Last Tuesday it was time. My roots were already confirming what I knew in my heart. It was time for a cut and color. Now understand, I live nearly 45 minutes away from my hairdresser. So the drive alone is costly. But I have followed my stylist from shop to shop for the last 20 years and I am not stopping now! I am nothing if not loyal, my friends.
Anyways, last Tuesday I grabbed my keys. As I headed towards the door, I had a moment of pause. My appointments are always on a Tuesday at 10:00. This helps me not mess up my hair appointment. And I live and die by my hair appointments. Have I mentioned that?
But suddenly I had this thought, "Was this the right date or not?" I got out my trusty calendar.
Oh NO!
I so DID NOT have the wrong date.
I DID NOT nearly make a 45 minute drive to find out I had the wrong date.
I DID NOT have trouble reading my own calendar.
I so DID NOT.
At least the appointment is for this coming next week. That does not explain my roots!
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