So it was a nice Sunday. Talked with my parents about how I am doing, which is not great, but they told me to remember I am not alone and they have my back. Which made me a little teary, they are great.
Today we re-did my hair. It isn't perfect, NOT my Mom's fault. The bloody dye missed a spot or two, so we have to redo it either tommorrow or Tuesday. If I push my hair back it looks like I have a polka dot near my forehead, and my OCD can't take that for a month. Plus my Mom wants to trim my hair so I am willing, it is getting hot here in CT. NOT super short like I had it when I first started blogging, just a little shorter, so I can get some cool hair along my neck.
So hopefully it will be all even and sassy within the next few days. I love being red, it just FEELS right. You know that feeling new hair gives you? It is a good feeling!!