I’ve been blessed with beautiful hair, or so people tell me. I was crabby today but my hair got me through, lol, or at least it made me stop and count my blessings. I don’t know why I was so crabby. Little annoying things at work, the weather, and just being overtired, probably. I’ve been fairly glued to the news, crying over what’s happening in Ukraine so that doesn’t help any.
I was at work, on my bus, working on some training we have to watch every year–BORING. My boss comes out and compliments me on my hair. She was like, “AH! I just love it! Look at that! Your hair is so beautiful.” I didn’t do anything to it. I had washed it the night before and threw it up in a bun with a hair tie as I usually do. I let it down in the morning to put up in again, in a more ordered fashion because I had slept on it (to capture any stray hair that had escaped) but I never did end up putting it back up. I thought I’d let it flow free. I guess I made the right decision even though the weather called for a case of the frizzies.
I was getting lunch and was super annoyed because McDonald’s was being slow and stupid. I hate eating there but I had a good coupon and a crap-ton of points plus want to quit spending money on food so there I was (and this particular McDonald’s will give you a free large ice water). I noticed this little-ish girl (probably around 11 years old) watching me as she was sitting in the dining room. To be honest, it kind of annoyed me more, to be watched while I was annoyed with McDonald’s and their lack of customer service. As I was standing, waiting for my order, the girl walks up to me and is waiting too. I give her a half smile, and she is looking at me, kind of really interested in what I was doing. Then she says, “I like your hair, it’s pretty.” So that made me feel pretty good and less annoyed–well, made me think I need to check my annoyance over stupid stuff. Sometimes you just can’t help it though. She had hair that kind of curled too so maybe she needed someone to bond with over curly hair. I told her I liked her hair too.
Then I was delivering meds to a participant and she let me into her apartment and started oooohing and aaaaahing over my hair. She called me beautiful, then accused me of having make-up on. Ha! I’ll be damned if I can get up early enough to put on make-up for work! I value sleep above looking pretty. LOL But she made me feel good.
Maybe I should try a little bit more. I just lack energy for make-up and hair care. Maybe, once I get some other things in my life situated to where I want them, I will spend more time on my appearance. I just wanted to write about the day to remember the beautiful compliments I received.
Jacquelyn's Space 