cutting off all my hair...

I'm really nervous about it actually.

To clarify: I am doing Locks of Love, so I'm getting at least 10 inches chopped off.

10 inches! It's a scary thought. My hair hasn't been less than shoulder length since.. well, before freshman year. Of high school. And back then, I couldn't do a thing with it. What's to say that I won't have the same out-of-control mess on my head once this is done?

And it isn't only that... I like having a huge curtain of hair that gets all over the place. I am endlessly amused by the idea that when I let down my hair, it covers more of my chest than a modest bathing suit would. I am constantly touching it, braiding it, twisting it, and so on.

Which is actually kind of gross, I guess.

But I'm exciting to try something new. And part of me doesn't give a shit if it looks awful because well, it's hair, and hair grows back. And goodness knows that I need to get rid of some of it.

So we'll see. My appointment is sandwiched in between a laundry list of Bar Mitzvah preparation activities and a drive into Mt. Airy for more work training. I am trying to give it as little focus as possible. What happens, happens.

(and if what happens sucks, you can bet you'll be hearing all about it in approximately 24 hours time)