On current hair disasters and skunks.

I'm so conflicted about my hair.

I'm not really a high maintenance gal.  READ: Make-up is too much trouble and I wear my IronMan t-shirt every day. But, and this is a huge but - as opposed to a huge BUTT, which is a post for another day, I guess - I've always at least tried to maintain my hair in a reasonable, I-can-be-seen-in-public kind of way.

Seriously, though?  It really is a lot of trouble.

I like my hair best when it's in the red/chestnut family of hues, but I have found that those do fade very quickly.  I've been considering letting it go gray for a while now, and I'm considering it even more and more often lately.  Like, I think about it all the time.  ALL.  THE.  TIME.

But something keeps holding me back, and that's kind of pissing me off.  So I keep coloring it.  And I keep having gray roots all the flippin' time.  All. The. Time.

See, a few weeks ago, my roots were getting in a BAD way, so I picked a box of something called "root touch up" at the grocery.  Don't judge me for making my hair care decisions in the middle of Kroger.  A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.  Anyway, I got this box of stuff, a bargain at $5, no less, and came home to try it out.

"COVER YOUR ROOTS IN AS LITTLE AS 10 MINUTES!" the box promised.  "MATCHES ALL SHADES OF REDDISH BROWN HAIR DYE!" It proclaimed.

Lies, I tell you.  All lies.  LIES.

What I ended up with was a stripe of dark brown right at my part, which made me look for all the world like a backward skunk. See?

Which, I guess, was somewhat better than the non-backward skunk I looked like before I did it.  I guess.

So anyway, my hair is getting on my nerves.

And this post, which is totally narcissistic and pointless, is also getting on my nerves.

I think I'll go find something more productive to do than worry about my hair.

Ta-ta!