It Will Grow

I had a final hair appointment today here in Memphis, but sadly, not with the girl I've grown to trust with my hair. Alas, she is no longer at my salon. (One said she went to "greener pastures," one said she had family things going on, and another said there was a medical condition; regardless, she's no longer there.) And so today, I had to sit in a stranger's chair.

We went blonder, and that turned out well. But my request for same style but one inch shorter turned in to her different style and closer to two than one inch. Interesting. Anyway, it'll be fine, and besides, it'll be nice with the summer, right? Besides, it's hair and it'll grow.

Sigh, and to have to find another new person in six weeks. The small joys of moving. :-)