You know you've reached a certain age when you start waking up in the middle of the night sweating. Last night I woke up about 11:30 PM, hot enough to turn the a/c on. Here it is October, and I was turning on the a/c. Confident that with the a/c on, the temp would go down enough to be comfortable, I went back to bed. Howevuh - I woke up again about 2:00 AM, thinking I was sweating to death. I went into the hallway to turn the a/c down, and the thermostat showed that it was only about 65 degrees in the house. I'm sweating to death and it's only 65 degrees? Obviously, turning down the a/c is not going to help. If I didn't know it before, I certainly knew it now. It would seem that I'm officially into perimenopause. Here's your sign.
For probably the last 10 years or so, I've had pretty much the same hairstyle. For the most part, it's been long, all one length, and I would eventually put it up in a ponytail almost every day, because I couldn't stand having it in my face. It drove me crazy, but I didn't know what to do with it, and at the same time, I liked that I could basically get up and go every day without a lot of effort. For the past several months now, I've been threatening to do something different and drastic, and finally, yesterday, I did. At the recommendation of Angel, I made an appointment with her stylist. It took several weeks to get in, but finally, the day arrived. Angel went with me, for moral support, and to be the photographer. I went in with some basic ideas, but after some consultation and looking at photos with Francine, this is what I ended up with. First, the "before" shot: In process: And finally, the finished product: I can't remember the last time
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