First Impressions

I woke up this morning thinking about my hair. It's a bloody mess. It's at that stage where it needs to be cut, but isn't really long enough to cut. When I grew it to my waist in order to donate it for wigs for cancer patients, I let it grow extra long so I would have some left over to work with. It didn't work out that way. They cut it way too short in the back. So now the front and sides are too long but the back is still too short. I've resorted to slapping it up into a silly looking ponytail again lately.

I have an appointment tomorrow morning. The first time meeting a therapist. I want to look decent for this meeting. I don't think that's possible with this hair. I may be a little crazy but do I need to have crazy hair too? It took a while of phone tag to get this appointment. I'm looking forward to it and dreading it at the same time. I don't have any expectations. I hope she can help me. I hope my hair doesn't make too bad of a first impression.

On the bright side, the birds were chirping up a storm at 6 a.m today. It sounded heavenly. It turned out to be a very pleasant day too. I sat outside for a little while with Bear romping around the yard. Most of the snow is gone, there is still the odd little patch where there is mostly shade.

Little R is still skipping school and the school is still doing nothing about it. I don't know what to do. I sent an email to the Vice Principal and she replied that they were handling it according to the plan, which they are not. I don't know what to do.

Things are still in a state of hell around here and will be for at least another week, possibly longer. I wish I could elaborate.

Oh well I'm off to bed again. Hoping to wake up to that symphony of birds again tomorrow morning. Have a good night.