the usual weekend blather, and then some
Dec. 3rd, 2006 12:22 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jaeclecticThe theme for the month seems to be "not enough time".
Yesterday, I yearned to stay in bed longer, but had to get moving in the AM in order to get to a hair appointment. Today, I drowsed in bed for as long as I wanted, but got up feeling anxious about how much I need/want to get done and feeling stupid for having wasted time. That's what you call lose-lose.
Excessively long story about the hair salon: A few weeks ago, I think I mentioned that I tried a hair salon in my new neighborhood. Basically, I liked the place and the stylist seemed like a very pleasant person, but I got one of the worst haircuts I can remember, ever. The overall trim was fine, but she tried to cut my bangs straight across my forehead, which just doesn't work with my unruly curls, and ended up extremely lopsided.
Now, I could see right away that my bangs didn't look great, but it is always hard for me to gauge a haircut until I've washed my hair and "styled" it myself (i.e. combed when wet, doused with leave-in conditioner, and let air dry). So I rashly went ahead and made an appointment to come back for a bang trim. Then spent the past 5 weeks wondering if I should cancel it.
Well, I ended up going, and made a few suggestions to the stylist, and it seems much better -- although this time I deliberately did not take my appointment book, in order to force myself to wait until I saw how it really turns out before deciding whether to go back again.
I have to kind of laugh at myself. On the plus side, I like the salon because it is very convenient (10 min walk from home), and has a nicely diverse staff and clientele (various races and genders represented). I like the stylist because she is friendly and pleasant without trying to be excessively personal -- unlike my last regular hairdresser, who on the one hand wanted to talk about my love life (and scold me when I said I wasn't dating anyone), and on the other hand couldn't get my name right and always forgot that I'm not a lesbian -- bad combination!
So if I can train the stylist well enough that the haircuts aren't actually terrible, I'll probably keep going there...
Other than that: I have been getting some stuff done that needs to get done. Today I am trying to decide whether I can fit in going for a hike or walk, in between the budgeting and starting holiday cards. And a slew of other chores, of course. At the moment, I am doing laundry so we'll see how much of the latter stuff gets done in parallel, before I need to decide if I'm going out or staying in... Onward.
Yesterday, I yearned to stay in bed longer, but had to get moving in the AM in order to get to a hair appointment. Today, I drowsed in bed for as long as I wanted, but got up feeling anxious about how much I need/want to get done and feeling stupid for having wasted time. That's what you call lose-lose.
Excessively long story about the hair salon: A few weeks ago, I think I mentioned that I tried a hair salon in my new neighborhood. Basically, I liked the place and the stylist seemed like a very pleasant person, but I got one of the worst haircuts I can remember, ever. The overall trim was fine, but she tried to cut my bangs straight across my forehead, which just doesn't work with my unruly curls, and ended up extremely lopsided.
Now, I could see right away that my bangs didn't look great, but it is always hard for me to gauge a haircut until I've washed my hair and "styled" it myself (i.e. combed when wet, doused with leave-in conditioner, and let air dry). So I rashly went ahead and made an appointment to come back for a bang trim. Then spent the past 5 weeks wondering if I should cancel it.
Well, I ended up going, and made a few suggestions to the stylist, and it seems much better -- although this time I deliberately did not take my appointment book, in order to force myself to wait until I saw how it really turns out before deciding whether to go back again.
I have to kind of laugh at myself. On the plus side, I like the salon because it is very convenient (10 min walk from home), and has a nicely diverse staff and clientele (various races and genders represented). I like the stylist because she is friendly and pleasant without trying to be excessively personal -- unlike my last regular hairdresser, who on the one hand wanted to talk about my love life (and scold me when I said I wasn't dating anyone), and on the other hand couldn't get my name right and always forgot that I'm not a lesbian -- bad combination!
So if I can train the stylist well enough that the haircuts aren't actually terrible, I'll probably keep going there...
Other than that: I have been getting some stuff done that needs to get done. Today I am trying to decide whether I can fit in going for a hike or walk, in between the budgeting and starting holiday cards. And a slew of other chores, of course. At the moment, I am doing laundry so we'll see how much of the latter stuff gets done in parallel, before I need to decide if I'm going out or staying in... Onward.