You all know that I loved my husband and, of course, I miss him. One of the things I don't miss is how super cautious he was. He was so prone to trying to be perfect that he would get almost paralyzed if it came to doing something where he couldn't visualize the scenario ending perfectly. This has never been my style and sometimes I really felt bad for him when he just couldn't move forward because of these self-imposed "what ifs".
I could expound on this personality trait, but let's just say for now, that I am not completely stymied by the unknown. Today's unknown would be, me wondering if I can trim my hair (front, back and sides) and not look like a toddler had taken scissors to her bangs while playing beauty parlor. Tim, would have said, "no, no, no, you DO NOT want to try that, call your stylist!"
Well, when I want my darn hair cut, I want it cut now and now is when it's gonna be cut. I've cut hair for years and done a pretty good job of it, so I went for it.
So the whole point of today's post is to remind you to let yourself go sometimes. You'll never know what you can do until you try. Don't be that person who, after you have passed on, has people feeling bad for you because you were frozen in fear of something not being perfect.
My hair...no, it's not perfect, but it reflects my attitude about life. If no one is going to get hurt by it, (after all, hair does eventually grow out) go for it.
The way I look at it, I saved $40.00 and there are several tubes of lip gloss at the CVS that are calling my name.
Love ya and we'll talk soon.