Running With Scissors

Well, I wasn’t running with scissors, but I was doing things with scissors that I don't allow my students to do in kindergarten...

Do you ever get sick of your hair? (If you’re a woman, the answer is of course YES.) This week I was sick of my hair… and just started indiscriminately cutting. I started in on it Monday, was still at it on Thursday morning—and when I felt that it was way out of control, way too short, and had better stop, the left side was choppy and one inch shorter than the right… and the whole thing was just ridiculous. I had to finally call for a hair appointment to see if the hairdresser could save me.

That said, I do feel much cooler and light-headed. Light-headedness must be why I'm not crying about the whole fiasco… But the occasional look in the mirror does cause me to go, “Aaaah!!!”

I'll just have to stay away from mirrors.... and scissors.