I consider hair drama to be an ongoing thing of mine.  In years past, I would go from long to short in an instant.  All it would take is a bad hair day, to just go have it all cut off.  Then more drama would follow as I went through stages of allowing it to grow out.  It’s been a yo-yo just like that since my 20’s.   Ask my mom, she used to call me scissor happy during my sudden cut outbursts.

So this time, I had it all planned out.  I was going to work thru my outbursts and enjoy the long hair thru the holidays.  I was to wait thru the New Year before I made any drastic changes to the length.  Of course, over the summer I was tempted on more than one occasion to cut it off.  It was during those times that I would reflect on years past.  So I kept it.  In fact, I’m proud of myself for keeping it around this long.

I work to have long hair – I force myself to keep long hair – I’m a fan of long hair – And I’m a prisoner to long hair (when I get it)

But it’s not what I want when I have it.  I’m thankful I stuck it out this summer – fought the urge to cut – By the time I was ready to cut it, I could no longer remember what the reason was for keeping it so long all this time.

So I had it cut!

I came to grips with it this week.

As I looked down, I had to take one last pic…

It makes me wish I cut it sooner.  But there is a lesson here.  Hopefully the next time I think I want long hair, I’ll remember how much I’m not a fan of it for myself.  Not to confuse the fact that I will always be a fan of long hair..Anyone confused?  Yes?  Me too!  I’m just trying to convince myself otherwise.

Blessings – Debbie