Impulse control is not a stong suite of mine, over the years I have done some rather stupid things, because the moment struck me. Since becoming a mother, I have tried my very best to be in control when the boredom strikes.... well today I got carried away!
Yesterday was good friday, I spent the bulk of the day in the back yard reading the Poisonwood Bible (ignoring school work for 1 glorious day) soaking up the sun. Not doing a hell of a lot. I followed up the evening with The Blind Side and Sherlock Holmes. Didn't do a hell of a lot.... being home all day left me a little antsy.
Today while my daughter was at guitar lessons, my sister (who is visiting) and myself are wandering through wal-mart, and we find ourselves standing in front of the hair dye.
Do you see where this is going?
Eight months ago, I grew my hair for the second time to donate to Pantene Great Lengths, I gave them 10 inches of poopy brown hair with reddish, orangish, blackish, blondish highlights (hency the poopy colour). Since then I have been keeping my hair short, but au natural.
Well, my sister starts going on about blondes having more fun, needing a change etc etc. Before I knew what I was doing I grabbed a box of bleech and flicked it in my cart. I have been every shade of brown and red over the years, NEVER blond. I just don't think I have the personality to carry it off, not even blonde highlights.
SO, now here I sit, my scalp is tingling and the air is amonia scented... I am 15 minutes away from being the one thing I never thought I would be... a blonde.
This may NOT go well...