I realize that I can get my five minutes in before Sunday mornings arrive.
It's 12:24 AM.
Saturday night. Or Sunday morning. Officially, I suppose.
But I've decided to take my five now and just sort of go for it.
Jana has offered that for us as a prompt this week.
I felt like I had so much to say today. For this post. I've been heavy, lately. Heavy-minded. Heavy-hearted. Just heavy across the board.
So thinking I'd talk about whatever was on my mind was a way to say, you know what? I can go light if I want to. I can just shoot into the air and go with what wins. Or something.
And instead I'm thinking of the comfort zone. And how to push myself.
I'm going to be 40 a week from today. Happy birthday to me.
And holy shit. FORTY.
Is that crazy?
Or a lot.
Maybe I'll push myself out of my comfort zone and dye my hair for the very first time.
or chop it all off again. To donate. But how short? It's kind of become a bit of a -- slight issue I suppose -- security blanket of sorts. Sounds iffy, no? But it's true.
Wow. That's it. My hair is my current comfort zone.
I'm running again. Couch to 5K. Last time I did it made it through week 7, I believe it was, and that was a lot longer than 7 weeks because I was SO bad I started week 1 over like three times. Then the same for week 2. And now I'm in Week 2 already. Yay me!
And I run with a ponytail or a bun, which is something I ALWAYS need to be able to do, even when I'm not running. It's who I am. The girl w/o bangs who mst always have the ability to wear my hair up in some way.
And then recently I did pigtails. Or pigtail braids.
I kind of liked them. My kiddo and I matched with pigtails.
Would I be comfortable chopping them off? I'm not sure I'm ready.
I'm almost 40 and I've NEVER EVER dyed my hair.
Maybe it's time. S ome sort of streak. Bring some purple in there. Bright blue.
I don't know. What do you think?
Will the color freak me out? Push me past the comfort of my hair? Probably not. But I'm not sure I'm ready to go for the chop yet. I guess I'll think about it and just sort of see ...
* And I'm totally cheating here, because I decided to compile a collage of sorts of my various feelings when it comes to my hair. Which really means pictures of myself. So it's totally narcissistic and I'm not really sure I'm going to post it but I am WAY over my 5 minutes and really closing in on an hour. But I also did a lot of other things during that timeframe aside from looking at and for pictures of myself. So there.