Okay, I won’t be needing the wide tooth comb, or any comb, anytime soon. I’m looking forward to when I do though! Week three and counting…I was previously talking about my routine, my old bad habits, the things I want to do going forward, the so-called rules of good hair and also the new techniques and terms that I’ve learnt. To that end, I will pick up where I left off.
I guess there is no going back now! I’m not sure why it has taken me a week to fully come to that realisation but I’m here now. It’s all still looking a little bare up there but if I run my hand over my head there are short little hairs on every inch of my scalp. You can even see it from a distance. Not too far, maybe about 3 feet but there is definitely something there.
So it wasn’t all a really weird dream. I did take a razor to my head yesterday and shave all my hair off. Sh*t! To add insult to injury, today, I awoke to the first frost of the year. My cousin did say that I should probably wait to lop it all off until Spring. But stubborn me decided to stick to my arbitrary deadline and it is soooooo cold!