For each of the past two days, I have found a gray hair on my chair at work. And unless some aged person is sitting at my desk at night, I can only surmise that the aforementioned hairs belong to me. Now, I have had a few gray hairs before. And when I found them they were immediately plucked. But never have I found one two days in a row. Aging is difficult enough without this being added to it. I can't even claim that a husband or children gave them to me.
Man, a couple of gray hairs and I feel like a cat lady.
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