I got up the other morning, stood on the scales, and was completely disgusted with what I saw.
I’m shrinking in height but increasing in volume. I’m not going to say how much I weigh right now, but suffice it to say I’m going to do something about it.
Immediately!!
I walked to the bank yesterday, as I told you in another post, and today I walked to the same plaza, just a few stores from the bank.
I GOT MY HAIR CUT. AT A SALON.
You may not understand the significance of that, but for me, it’s another language barrier conquered. It has taken me 4 years to be able to go into a salon, by myself, and ask if someone, anyone, spoke English, and could they cut my hair. (Why should they speak English? It’s Mexico. They speak Spanish as their first language. I should learn more Spanish.)
I actually went into the salon the other day, on my way to the bank, and asked if anyone spoke English. Both of the women shook their heads, indicating they did not. I attempted to explain that I wanted my hair cut, and could I come back the next day at 1:00? They nodded, and indicated that I could do so, so I did.
The cut took about 15 minutes with a precut shampooing, and cost me $250MXN, or $12USD. She, Claudia, did a fantastic job so I gave her a generous tip, which is between she, and me.
I told her that I would return in 4 weeks, so she gave me her card, and told me to call her. I said I don’t currently know enough Spanish to have phone conversations but did she have a WhatsApp number? She did, and put it on the back of the card.
I walked home without any pain in my back, and hips for the first time in months/years. What a fresh, new, positive outlook was given me just by getting my hair cut. Not to mention that in our Pray40 Lenten reading that morning we learned to use our pain, and discomfort for the glory of the Lord.
Tomorrow the new gas bill comes, so I’ll walk down the block to pay that, (it’s going to be almost $10USD because I didn’t get over there to pay for Feb, which was $5USD), and then take a much needed, and anticipated, walk around the park; the first of many.
Until next time, stay happy, and healthy in the Lord.
Post script: it’s the 25th, and the bill still hasn’t arrived, so I’m going tomorrow to walk around the park regardless.