October 27th, 2020

Once again, my bangs are too long.  It really bugs me when the tips of my bangs are flirting with my eyelashes.   I find myself doing that stupid head twitch thing to try to keep my hair out of my eyes all of the time. Or I'm forever pushing at it with my fingers trying to brush the hair to one side, as if that would work (it never does).  I'm considering a glue stick.

Normally right about now I would just arm myself with my best scissors and a good magnifying mirror and start hacking away.  But this time I'm trying to resist.  For several reasons.

One reason is that my timing on hair appointment schedules this time was very poor.  Usually it's set up so that just about the time that I'm ready to just give up and shave my head, taadaa, there is my appointment.   Just in the nick of time.  But this time, nope.

Which is my own fault.  I had an appointment scheduled for earlier in October.  And I moved it out a month.  Why?  Well, I reasoned at that time that since I'm not doing any of my volunteer work at the moment how I look just isn't all that important and by rescheduling the appointment I've saved a few bucks.  So I guess that's two reasons.  It made sense to me at the time. But I now regret it.

I suppose I could just go ahead and allow Sammy Scissorhands the opportunity to choppity chop, but whenever I've given myself a self-inflicted hair disaster, it's helpful for my poor long-suffereing hairdresser to wait until it's grown out a bit.  That way there is more and not less hair to work with when she tries to fix what I've done.  I think it's too close to my appointment now to risk it.

Then too, occasionally I get this urge to let my bangs grow out.  The urge usually lasts for about 10 minutes.  But it makes me think that perhaps I should take advantage of this, oh let's call it an opportunity, to decide if I want to let it grow?  Or chop it into bangs again?  Only one way to find out.  

So I'll spend the next few weeks, twitching, and fiddling and eventually perhaps clipping my hair to one side while I decide.   Unless of course it makes me too crazy and then I will try TRY to trim only the tiniest ittiest bittiest bit, as evenly as I possibly can (which frankly is not all that evenly) and hope for the best when my appointment day rolls around.

​Wish me luck