Hair Raising Adventures – Part II

Don’t worry, it’s not bad. 🙂 I went at noon to a salon (the place was HUGE!) that’s just down the road a few minutes from where I work. A nice lady named April took all of 15 minutes to fix my hair, dry it and coif it. She was a very lovely person and thoroughly checked the work that the other stylist had done, snipping “corners” in the layers here and there. She did a great job and didn’t even charge me full price because she didn’t have to cut much. I feel much better and will be going back there for my next hair cut. I may even talk Terry into trying her, though I don’t want to twist his arm to change where he’s going.

Thank you to all of you wonderful ladies out there who commiserated with me, shared your own hair raising experiences and bolstered my self-esteem yesterday. I appreciate the boost! I have to remind myself that I should be grateful that I can even grow hair at all. Things could always be worse, even during your darkest hours.

So, if you couldn’t tell, I’m back to being Mr. Hyde today. I’m finding that I’m having some serious mood swings from day to day lately. I’m either Mr. Hyde, able to smile and laugh at nearly everything, being a persistent optimist, or I’m Dr. Jekyll, dark, moody, stressed out and unable to react to any situation in any way other than negatively. I’m trying to encourage Mr. Hyde to stay around a little longer! 😆

P.S. I never realized until my blogroll started failing today how much I rely upon it! When it comes back up, I’m going to have to bookmark everyone’s sites, just in case.

P.P.S. Good luck to Karen, who is visiting the dreaded hair mangler, I mean stylist, on Friday. 😀