I went to get my hair cut yesterday. I AM NOT HAPPY! Usually when I get a hair cut, I'm all "its only hair" this time I'm kinda pissed. I told her I wanted it to be at ear length at the sides, she decided that making it eye length was the thing to do. Plus given the added fluff of my hair its even shorter. I walked out of the shop, got on the horn to my LB leaving her a big complaining message. "My hair is shorter than Chris's! (our brother)" She had to come see it for herself. Even my brother said this morning, after I had said I didn't like it, "Its not a you haircut its a me hair cut." We almost have the same hair cut. I'm freaking out over here.

I'm good news, I don't have to go back to work until Wednesday. I have had almost two weeks off, and not a damn thing accomplished. I cleaned my bath tub. Damn Log Cabin Blanket. Just one more block, then I swear I'll start cleaning something.