And if I didn't know me & how seriously I take work, I might think that about me  too... however, when I start to get weepy because my daughter didn't put the dishes in the dishwasher and I cry because my son forgot to bring his clothes to the laundry room....I know at this point that I have lost control of something deep inside and I start to finally see reality and the fact that I have been working everyday for I don't know how with starting/researching/building my own business & w/ all the other companies I'm managing...and, my inlaws and family...and, the phone that rings off the hook 24/7 b'cuz if it isn't bad enough I'm a landlord too..  So, I did this small thing for myself... and I'm glad I did! My hair looks awesome.  (How's that for vanity?)  It is straight with razor edge bottom that turns up ever so slightly above the shoulders and highlighted red and blonde.  So cool!  Sophisticated yet young enough to suit my taste.  I don't even look the same!  I walk into the shop so eighties with my spiral curled hair that had too much gel in spots and too dry in others and left there with a better outlook on life.  It was worth missing a few phone calls! 

Shh!  Don’t tell my customers!v

The day was good at least the part I spent laughing with GS.   She is chicken soup for a friends soul.  We had a good time in spite of our job duties. Trying to watch CSI while I type this...and it just isn't working out well.    I wish I'd gone to the movie with GS but ended up having to go show a house on Route 8.  It was actually so comical.  Everything the woman touched fell apart.  She went to draw up a mini blind and it fell to the floor.  She went to turn on a tub faucet and it fell off...so on & so forth.. wonder if she'll take the place anyway? 
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It isn’t a wrinkle…it is wisdom

wriggling its way in

If you judge people, you have no time to love them.
Mother Teresa