I didn’t want to get out of bed today. Maybe it’s the rainy weather. There’s something about rain that makes me want to snuggle deeper into my warm bed. I guess it makes sense— stand on the train platform in the rain or stay in bed? Hmmmm, that’s a tough one! As the minutes passed by, my goals changed. If you get up now, you can take a nice long shower. Now you can take a real quick shower. Now you can wash your hair in the sink. Now you can put you hair in a bun and hope people don’t know you didn’t wash it this morning. It’s true, I am one of those people who MUST wash their hair everyday. It’s not a weird compulsion on my part. My hair just looks plain bad if I don’t wash it. I attribute it to my Italian side. I wish there was something I could do so I didn’t have to wash it every day. It seems like such a huge waste of water.
As it is, I am dressed and ready to leave. The last day of the week. Time to go.
On the news the other night, they had a story about how using dry shampoo is a real time saver and they swear it works…maybe it has been improved,
I got a fake ponytail and I wear it practically every other day when I don’t wash my hair. It came from the drug store, but it’s a perfect match, and I have gotten more compliments about my hair getting so thick and shiny, and it must be because of the pregnancy–sure.