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Bland Hair

I ran into a friend while I was out today. We visited for a bit.  Then, she asked what I’d done to my hair. I responded that I hadn’t had time to do anything. She told me that she really liked it today. She said “I love it the way it is now. It is so bland.”

Bland? Okay. I’ll bite. “What do you mean?” I asked. She said “The last time I saw you it had lots of gray streaks. It just looks better all one color.”

Then, she went on to show me her nails. She’d just spent 2 hours in the salon having her fingernails and toenails done. I complimented her and went on with my day.

It hit me then that the definition of luxury is different to everyone. She was upset because she wasn’t able to go have fake nails put on and had to settle for a gel set of nails. I feel her pain. I didn’t have the luxury of taking a bath yesterday. That, to me, is sheer luxury. Instead, I settled for a quick shower while my husband watched our son.

My son needs constant supervision. Usually, I have the hour and a half when he’s in school each day to do the things I need to do. However, he missed school yesterday so he was home all day. And, that means I get nothing done. When I say constant supervision I mean constant. I barely have the luxury of going to the restroom.

If I leave the room to go start a load of clothes, I risk him getting into some trouble. So, when he’s home, I’m pretty much glued to his side. I don’t have the luxury of washing clothes.

One of his obsessions is money. He loves money in any shape, form or fashion. He will go through the cars looking for it. He also goes through our wallets and purses searching for change or bills. When the guy at the drive through rolls his eyes when I use a debit card to pay for that $2 drink order I wish he knew I don’t have the luxury of keeping cash or change in my car or purse.

I don’t always have the time or energy to dye my hair. I don’t have the luxury of sitting in a salon chair for hours. I am just happy when I have the luxury of being able to take 20 minutes to dye my hair myself. Even if it turns out bland.

 

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