On Tuesday, I took Adam to get a haircut after cub scouts. I had the strongest urge to get a haircut too. I resisted temptation (because I had no idea what I wanted and would've probably been disappointed). Well, I resisted for a couple of days. Last night, I decided to whack it all off.
My hair is SUPER thick, and it WAS a bit lower than my shoulders. The stylist kept at it, cutting & marveling at how much hair she was having to "take off". There was literally more hair on the floor, than was left on my head. She cut it a tad shorter than I had initially anticipated, but I love the way it turned out. This morning, I blow-dried & took some time styling my hair, but I think it was a great choice for me.
With my curly hair, I can scrunch it for one style. I can straighten it for another, bob-like style.
This is definitely what I needed to break up some of the winter blues & cabin fever.