A Bad Haircut

I have a bad haircut. Usually I love Sadie, my stylist, because she always make my hair look great when I have no clue what to do with it. This time....not so much. I admit that my instructions were hardly specific: I said, "Let's go back short again." I just assumed she would give me the same cut I had last time, which I loved. She did not. So, now I have hair that is MUCH shorter than I had anticipated and I have no clue how to actually style it. The worst part? Evan hates it.

Let's look at the positives here:
1. It's just hair. It grows back and mine always grows back fast. It won't be long before I can get a better cut.
2. I don't really leave the house all the much anyway and I don't go back to teaching until January. Plenty of time for it to grow in a bit.
3. My kids are so cute that I don't really have to worry about people wanting to take photos of me.
4. I'll use less shampoo, conditioner, and hair products. It's all about saving money in this economy, right?
5. If a bad haircut is the worst thing that happens to me this month, I will have many blessing to thank the Lord for.