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The big chop

I finally did it. I've been saying I wanted to chop off my hair for awhile now, and today I did it. And honestly, I'm wondering why I didn't do it sooner. I LOVE my short hair! All of the damaged hair and knots are gone. I can put a hat on and not have a beard of hair. It's sooooo light!

I was worried about what Sammy would think. He was very hesitant when I first said I wanted to do this, but when he saw me his eyes lit up and he was so excited. His mom was too! She said I look a lot older and like a new woman.

I wanted a cute way to announce I cut my hair, so, I put this picture on Facebook with the caption, he wanted a lock of hair. So I gave him this. Haha I crack myself up.
 
It was fun getting my hair cut. It was long enough to be rubber banded, and hearing those scissors snipping was exciting. I wondered if I would cry like some women do, but I didn't. Then it was off for shampoo and even more snipping. I really connected with the woman who was cutting my hair, she wants to be an English teacher so we discussed the awkwardness that is fiction workshops. 
When I left, I asked if it was weird to take my hair with me. She said it wasn't, that it was my hair. I felt awkward leaving the store with a ton of hair in my purse. 

I had lots of fun teasing the dog with my pony tail. And waving my hair in everyone's faces. I put it in Sammy's drawer and it looked so awkward there, like some horror movie or something. Now that's where my old hair will be living. 

This is what it looks like straight. I can't wait to see what it looks like curly and just play around with it. Cutting all my hair off four months before my wedding is one of the best things I've done. 

Hopefully I still feel this way in a week. I'm pretty sure I will.


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  1. I love your haircut!!!!! It looks great!!!

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