Hacked Hair Horror

I told ya!   When I went with Mama, to the free lunch for homeless, and low income people, the first thing Miss Betty asked me was,  “Oh honey!   Are you having chemo??”     With an implied, Bless your heart.

4 steps away from her, Pastor Julio reached out to me.   “Oh no!   your Mama din’t tell me you had cancer!   I’ll pray for you!”

Then the red-headed Miss Betty came ALL the way across the room to scold me.    “Why’d you do that to your HAIR??”    At least she didn’t ask if I had cancer!

eyes rolled back in head

    Oh brother!

 

 

Since I knew it was gonna happen, I wanted to have some sarcastic zingers all ready to go.    But, how can you be sarcastic to precious ladies who are really concerned about you????   Ya can’t.    So, I just told them the truth.     “It was so long, it bothered me!”   Leaving out the “I-had-a-wild-hair-and-now-it’s-gone” part.

Hacked Hair

Decided my hair was just too long, again!   So, instead of going to the hair dressers, like normal people do, (or so I’ve heard), I got out my scissors, sat down, and went to town.

The next day, my aunts came over.   One of whom requested anonymity, and the other was Sherry.    (My besties can easily figure out which sister she is.   Sorry, if you don’t know me IRL, then you’ll just have to suffer the curiosity.    Hope it doesn’t kill you, like it did the cat!)

When they saw me, their gasps were so loud, the neighbor yelled “Shut up over there!”   {Maybe a slight hyperbole.   Possibly.}  

purple surprised face

courtesy of pixaby 

 

 

Where was I??   Oh yeah, they were shocked by the hacked up appearance of my hair.   IDK why, since Sherry has done worse to me!!!

So, after we ate lunch, gotta keep up our strength!!!   The aunt who-wants-to-remain-anonymous offered to use the scissors to try to even it out.    {It was BAD y’all!!!}  

almost completely bald head

This was after the pass with the first razor. Pitiful, I know.

 

That helped so much not at all, so with a sigh, she asked for a razor.    And I knew where 1 was!  Yay me!!    I’m loving this organized-so-I-know-where-things-are-immediately change in my life!!!    There is hope, and recovery for slobs!!!

Anyhoo, so she attacked shaved my head down to the scalp.   She did the deed in the dining room.    Oooohh, I love feeling the wind in my hair on my bare skin!    It’s quite a delicious feeling!   I highly recommend it, if you’ve never tried it!   {Truly tho, attacked IS an appropriate word, since she snipped my forehead once!   In her defense, they were horrible scissors!   Cuz I didn’t know where my hair trimming scissors were.   hangs head in shame   And of course, I found them when I went looking for the second razor!    Too late for my poor bleeding self.

completely shaved head of PurpleSlob

No, I don’t have cancer! (I know that question is coming. I got it ALL the time last time I shaved.)

 

Another bonus, I get to spend less time in the shower!   I was already spending a whole 20 seconds lathering up my short hair, so I can “shave” off that time!    See what I did there?   Now I’ll finally be able to get to that 1 push up I’ve been meaning to do, and just never could find the time!

No more gray for me!!   Haha, now I can save that zero dollars I was spending every month on hair color!

Good thing I have a prettily shaped head!

Divorce Decision

With a pervasive sense of sadness, I drove to the courthouse, and filed my divorce papers.  

divorce paper

We’ve tried to make our marriage work, we just couldn’t.

The clerk couldn’t say how long it would take to have a court date. So, we’ll see….

 

 

Endings are always bittersweet.

Bitter, because I feel like a failure.   This is my third divorce.   What kind of awful person am I, anyway??   (The only saving grace in my mind is, the first 2 divorces were to the same husband.   No one can ever say we didn’t try!)

Sweet, because it will be a relief to just have it done, and over with.   Even as amicable as we are, there is always a certain tension.

So, on to practical matters.  For obvious reasons, DH will now be referred to as XH. (EX-Husband.)

We have agreed to remain friends, so he may still appear now and again.

My name will be changing again.   Not to my last married name, but to my first married name.  Since we have children together, with that name, and I was a Woideck longer than anything else, except my maiden name, Hawkins.

boutonniere pink roses white suit

“Boutonniere-whitesuit” by David Ball – Own work. Licensed under CC BY 2.5 via Wikimedia Commons – https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Boutonniere-whitesuit.jpg#/media/File:Boutonniere-whitesuit.jpg

 

 

  My last married name, Sanchez, never felt truly mine.  Probably because he died of cancer after only 2 months.   And being a widow was so shocking, and painful, that nothing felt right.

 

 

 

 

And now a new chapter begins……

purple new chapter logo

Hey, it says what I needed- (the first line anyway! ) AND- IT”S PURPLE!!