Dear Kittens,
1. Today I got my hair cut and colored and I realized it's been a year since my hairstylist killed herself. After trying a couple three different people, I returned to the salon where she worked and while it's absolutely not the same without her- I miss her so much- it's not quite as weird as I feared it might be. I definitely miss seeing Marcie, but I what I miss even more is how much she loved cutting my hair. She did such a good job and was always willing to tweak my bob in the smallest ways that made the biggest difference to me. My haircut now is fine. I look good. But I do not LOVE my hair like I used to.
1a. Once again I am seriously considering adding some pink to my hair. There's this gel that will supposedly tint your hair and then wash right out. I think that's what I should do because I worry that I will get some pink hair and then want it to be gone 4 days later and that's not really how it works.
2. We had a snacky sort of dinner, which we love, but one of the snacks was tzatziki and naan and it was entirely too much raw garlic for my delicate system. I sort of wish I could puke because I think I would feel loads better.
3. I am STILL working on cleaning out closets. It's sort of horrifying how much work it is. And of course, it's not really physical work, it's psychological work. What goes, what stays, what gets donated, why the fuck did I ever buy that to begin with... that sort of deal. By the end of next week I hope to have all the closets cleaned out, the hall bathroom painted and the moulding around the guest room closet painted. Also, why do two people who live in a remarkably mild climate have so many jackets? I have a freaking PARKA for some reason. I have never worn it once. I also have SNOW BOOTS. I mean, they are pink, so, haha, no way am I getting rid of them, but it does make me wonder if I'm taking the threat of global climate change a little too seriously.
I've got a date with a bed.
Love,
Catie








