Last year I dropped my external hard-drive.
It broke. I died. I could get the contents on it recovered…for a high price…
For now, I’m just waiting until I have the funds to recover what was lost.
Sadly, what was lost was a lot of family photos – all I have left are photos from 2013 onward. I lost a LOT of photos. It breaks my heart still thinking about it.
So I can’t show you the progression of my hair adventure, but it has gone from long to short, to long, to short again…
And I’ve gone a bit shorter once again.
It just seems to be a back and forth I have.
This morning I started my day with long hair.
Pretty much the longest I have actually managed to get it.
But it was starting to get very difficult for me to brush, in the shower it was tangling up to the point that I was near tearing out chunks when I brushed it out and doing so was getting exhausting since I haven’t got much strength due to my fibro.
It’s nice having long hair — but I don’t really do much with it. I don’t know what to do with it. I have never learnt girl-y things for hair. I barely know how to braid. So…
It was time for a bit of a change.
So, an hour and a half later…this was the result.
Now. I just have to use a hair straighter so that it doesn’t do this weird curly thing that I loath, that my hair does whenever it gets layered and was the whole reason why I shopped getting it layered in the first place. So, it will take some work, but that’s okay.
All in the name of beauty.