Freeeeeee! Or was I? When my hairdresser kept me waiting for hours at my next appointment (yet again) I looked at him when he arrived and said, “Cut it all off please.” I had to find a way to spend less of my precious energy on hair. (Wish I’d gotten a picture of hair half-on and half-off.)
Then I found a barber…
… and a new kind of freedom ensued. Earrings gifted by Dana ♥♥♥
Day 10 (April 10) – Wordless Wednesday
It’s often hard to like pictures of ourselves – post your favorite picture of yourself.