These past few months have been a cocoon of work and home and work. The biggest excitement I’ve had is finding a new show to watch (Atlanta!). Other than that it’s been the usual post holiday hibernation. Which I actually love.
But not today. Today I shook sh&t up.
That’s what my husband calls it. We’ve done it before.
Hey we’re in our 20s and have no prospects for the future… let’s have a baby!
Hey there’s a new job that requires us to uproot our family and move to a town where we don’t know anyone…let’s do it!
Hey husband…you should leave your crappy but stable job and start your own business!
You get the point.
So at 5:15pm today I went for it.
Only this time it wasn’t as crazy as moving or quitting my job.
I got a haircut. A big big haircut.
Like all my hair gone haircut.
This is what the salon looked like afterwards. Like a hair crime scene.
It was so much hair that other stylists came over to talk to my stylist.
“I never get to have fun like that,” they said
“Ugh! My person wanted an 8th of an inch taken off,” they cried
Not me. You could have made a tiny wig with my leftover hair.
Why you ask? What made me do it? I truthfully decided on getting this cut about 2 weeks ago.
Here’s the part where I share the story and you try hard to not think I’m crazy.
For the 25+ years I’ve known my husband he’s tried to get me jewelry. Sometimes it’s completely right-on. Most times it’s…off. This is not news for him to hear. I’m good at a lot of things, but one of them is not pretending. My face shows all my truths instantly. He’s had his heart-broken by my narly look after many an important gift giving moment. Christmas morning. Birthday dinner. Valentines…you get it. I’m horrible. As you can also imagine after years of this kind of emotional gamble – he’s stopped. And I’m totally ok with it. And actually our gift giving to each other has kind of faded. Which sounds sad but it’s not. It’s awesome. It’s a relief. Judging yet? It’s ok. I’d judge us too.
But two weeks ago he surprised me with a set of beautiful, dreamy, totally me earrings. These earrings were made for me. They are simply the best gift I’ve ever gotten from him. The. Best. Almost like he’s waited for a decade to get me the perfect gift.
Cut to today. I started thinking about Thursday, when I’ve asked him to take me and my earrings out for dinner. I can’t wait. But something was off. You couldn’t really see my earrings because my hair had gotten super long and super out of control.
So I decided there was only one thing to do. Chop my hair.
When I showed my husband he laughed and said,”Look at you. Shaking sh&t up”
Yep. Always. Just like you taught me.