I had my hair cut last weekend. Finally. After 2 1/2 years. 5 inches off. By a real hair stylist.
Well, I did have my hair trimmed thrice within those years. By Hubby.
I was pregnant in the first 9 months. It was my reason to procrastinate. Then I gave birth to LC. I found it so hard to make a trip to the parlor or salon. Besides, I have wavy hair. It doesn’t matter to me if my hair was cut straight or not. Hubby then became my unwilling haircutter.
But when I finally had a trip to the salon last weekend, I remembered how good it feels being pampered. Wow… Happiness! 🙂 It gave me an ego boost too. Much needed for the stay-at-home-mom and wife in me.
Note to self: Make time for ME time. There will always be something else to do or to spend on. It will never end. But I also need to pamper myself too. I will schedule it. Just like it is with paying the bills.