I have almost always had long hair, back in high school it was down to my waist. When I met my dh in college it was shorter but still considered long by most standards. I did have a brief bad haircut for a while and it was chin length, but most of the time these days it’s shoulder length. Since my dh’s last deployment I had been growing it out because I know he likes it.
But since we moved here it has really been driving me crazy. I just think I’m too old to have such long hair anymore. Besides, I always feel frumpy. Someone I met at my new church here just cut her hair for locks of love last month, and it sounded great to me. A good excuse to try something new.
So I did it last night. 11 inches gone, just like that. I had hoped to donate more, but I’m just not that brave. It’s already shorter than I’ve ever worn it. I really liked it yesterday after the stylist did it, but this morning I’m not so sure. It’s always hard to recreate the style at home, I think I’m hair impaired. Plus, even though I am pretty thin, I always have chipmunk cheeks and chin length hair doesn’t help that at all.
My dh is in mourning. Before I left for the salon he actually calculated how long it will be before he sees it that long again: By the time we move early next summer it will be back to my normal shoulder length, then he will undoubtedly deploy again, and I will maybe grow it out for him while he’s gone = approximately 2 years until he sees my long hair again. I didn’t have the heart to tell him I probably won’t ever grow it out that long again.