I went in today to get a trim as my hair was at my waist. It was getting so long that I had frequent headaches. As I never want to tell my husband, "Not tonight, I have a headache," I planned to have 3-4 inches cut off. Well, I don't know what struck me, but when I opened my mouth to tell him what I wanted, what actually came out was, "If I have enough length to cut off, be able to donate it to Locks of Love, and not end up with a Meg Ryan style hair cut, go for it."
So here I sit, with short hair for the first time since I was 9. It will take some getting used to. But, I have a 12 inch ponytail to donate to a group that makes wigs for children with cancer. So it can't be all bad. Hell, my hair is thick enough that they can probably make 2 wigs out of it. I have even though about growing it back out so I can cut it again. Shouldn't be too hard as my hair grows twice as fast as anyone else I know. Who knows. Maybe I will keep it short for a while. The money I will save on conditioner alone... LOL!
