This morning, I had my hair done for the first time since March. This is a goofy pic but it's what I've got so there ya go:
I know that appearances are just surface-deep and that in the grand scheme of things, looking nice isn't terribly important, but it
does feel really good to not feel like I look like a swamp rat. Looking presentable makes me feel better, which makes me more pleasant, which makes me a happier person overall. (I think, anyway. I guess my family would be the best people to ask when it comes to the "how was mom today?" question.)
So for the very basic blessing of finally being able to get a haircut, I am super duper thankful.
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