Day 363

I am cutting my hair today; a buzz, to a half inch, actually. I cannot wait.

I just washed my “long” hair, for the last time. I just pulled out the last of my “long” hair. No matter how thin my severely short hair will be, now, it can only get fuller, over time. I cannot wait.

I am tired, my spirit is tired, of pulling out so much of my hair, just by the brushing of it. If I am not balded by pulling it all out, then, cutting it short should be a boon; allowing it to grow out, and become fuller.

Ivan, and, I have discussed it, and he is in full agreement with me. He has seen, first hand, how pathetically thin it is becoming. My hair is so thin that pulling it all out with a brush seems to be counterproductive. So, off it comes. I cannot wait.

For me, with the thinness, even with any kind of length, all it will do is go into a ponytail, then a bun. Wow. It does not get more exciting than that.

This will also give me impetus to get outside, and exercise. I will not have to worry about having to do something with my hair, before, and, after, going out. I cannot wait.

The blasted shears are charging, and, I cannot stop going to them, to see if they are ready. It feels like it is taking forever! Kind of “the watched pot never boils” way of thinking.

In the meanwhile, I have cleaned all my “hair things”, and will give them to Lizbeth, as she has long, beautiful, black, thick hair. She will keep what she wants to use, and give the rest to her family of female cousins, and, in laws.

I am finishing my breakfast, though it is close to noon, and then I will …… do something. What? I cannot say, just yet.

While I think of something to do, (the Lord knows I have plenty from which to choose), stay happy, stay healthy, stay safe. Wash your hands, cover your mouth, and protect your loved ones. Please.