Taking the plunge

I've been letting my hair grow for about three years now, and it's down to the middle of my back...until tomorrow. I've decided I need a chance, a way to redefine myself, and a new haircut should be a way to get started.

I've also been feeling frumpy lately and I think that all of this hair that I don't do anything with has something to do with it. I'm not going to go really short this time, just some sort of bob a bit above my shoulders, probably, with some new and interesting color as well, why not.

I read The North Carolina Experiment today and I swear my ex-husband is in the background of one of the photos from her trip back. Very strange, but not out of the realm of possibility, I suppose.

Racquetball again this evening. I wasn't exactly up for going, but I'm glad I did. The grip tape is still leaving black on my skin, and since I decided to experiment with switching hands this time, both hands got it.

Writing of the morning page and page long free-write variety only today, but it's better than nothing, and the two-year novel program starts on Thursday. I just hope I can follow through with it.

Oh, need to order ancient transcript to see what testing needs to be done for theoretical grad school application.

But at least a large swathe of space is cleared on my desk, the cats have a nice spot to recline in the sun, aren't I generous.