Commentary on my hair... With a side of heart

Today I realised that I hadn't posted anything for over a week. Thats terrible Muriel!

My other realisation is that: I am over my hair. I am so tempted to cut it all off. For over a year I have been sporting a cropped do (not pixie short but pretty short) and I loved it. I loved having short hair it is so so so much fun. Especially after having quite long hair my entire adult life. It was made extra fun by the multitude of colours I have assaulted my hair follicles with over the past year. You name it my hair has been it.

But the tricky thing with short hair is it really likes the maintenance. It needs a cut regularly otherwise it becomes disobedient and it simply needs blowdrying, straightening (not so much in my poker straight hair) and will simply not survive without product. Which is all well and good but considering my intention for the next few months is to hack across a country and to be unemployed probably not the smartest idea. Which brings me to this period of my life called "Painful Growing Out."

The layers that I used to love have now taken on a teenage rebellion that I have to attempt to control with copious amounts of hair spray and bobby pins. Oh how I love thee bobby pins. I used to think that I had zero patience turns out I must have a little because my beautiful short hair is now long enough to tie into a (if not small) pony tail.

My next realisation for today is that I am scared. I am officially 22 days out of shipping out and setting sail to live in a whole other country/continent!! And I am scared. I don't know what will happen.

I try to calm my worries with logic. The knowledge that everything will be okay. The knowledge that I can always come home. The knowledge that my loved ones are always there for me even if they are further away and the knowledge that Joshua loves me and will look after me and would never let anything happen to me. I am trying not to be melodramatic. This is huge and exciting and an opportunity that not everyone gets. For so long all I had was excitement I was ready. I was willing. So it is a bit nerve wrecking to now be nervous.

So there you have it a commentary on my hair... with a side of my heart.

Love Karen and Josh xo