Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Sure Feels That Way

A couple of days ago, lulled by the scent of March and the brief time it was actually ten degrees above zero (!), I booked my bi-annual hair appointment. My hair doesn't need a lot of attention but twice a year, like it or not, I have an inch or two hacked off the bottom to keep the split ends under control. I enjoy the whole ritual of the shampoo, too, though I usually forgo the blow-dry as I don't heat-treat my hair at all.

The appointment is at 1300 today. My hair salon is maybe a 10 minute walk away... but I called and canceled. I was betrayed by my premature thoughts of me walking back from the appointment, freshly-cut hair drying in the (soon-to-be) spring sunshine. Instead, I get this.
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Snow; about 4 inches overnight, and ice pellets. Not to mention the high winds. It makes me want to weep or scream or both... I am so sick of this whole winter business! It's been long and brutal.... I think that we've had well over ten feet of snow this far (over the entire season.)

So. No haircut, no nice shampoo. My consolation prize? Studying for a calculus test tonight, and then if I have a little spare time, I'll see if I can crank out an essay on political philosophy. The next six weeks are guaranteed to be nasty while I wrap up this philosophy course and struggle to wrap my feeble mind around Calculus and Vectors.

There may, however, be a consoling pot of pear green tea and a little knitting along the way. It's not all suckiness, all the time... but at times it sure feels that way.

5 comments:

Velda said...

I love your hair. I hope you can get another appt in soon! Your trade off doesn't sound like much fun, altho necessary. Good luck with all your work. I remember my 8 years in Ottawa with 10 foot high snowbank winters! Ick...

Anonymous said...

Yeah, I live here too. It's quite an adventure this year. It's so crazy I was walking down the street laughing, (while the drivers patiently and wisely stayed behind the plow in the opposite direction.)
Gillian

Five Ferns Fibreholic said...

I hope you didn't reschedule the appoinment for Saturday. By all accounts, it's going to be a massive winter storm. Part of the "out like a lion" thing I suppose.

Anonymous said...

I remember our four years in New Hampshire and getting 72" of snow in 17 days. My husband's offer letter on a new job in California promised, in writing, "No home delivery of snow." We took it.

Anonymous said...

You could go tomorrow for your hair appointment and come away with that sexy windswept look...