I have an appointment to get my hair cut tonight.
I am a little embarassed to admit that I am stressing about it. My hands are clammy and I have been sweating like a pig all day.
Ugh. Why can't I have normal hang ups like everybody else?!?
I am seriously so anxious about it I feel like I have to throw up. It is just a freaking haircut!
In my defense, I haven't had a haircut in over 5 years. My hair is L.O.N.G. Long like it touches my ass. And I am planning on cutting it ALL off. Short like chin length maybe. And bangs. The last time I had it cut, it was shoulder length and I hated it.
Hubbs and I even got in an argument about it yesterday morning. I said I was only going to have 4-5 inches cut off. He told me he thought I would look hot with it shorter. I said no, I don't think so. He said I was boring. So I told him he was an asshole and I went to work.
Stupid huh. See, we don't fight about things very often. And we don't fight about important things. We only fight about stupid shit that doesn't really matter in the long run. Like the length of my hair.
Awwww shit. I just realized I am probably going to have to learn how to use a blow dryer and a curling iron.
Hopefully, tomorrow I will have some pictures to post!
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