Friday, August 5, 2011
I'd rather have to find a new husband
I think I would rather have to find a new husband than a new hairdresser. It’s like going on a blind date in which if things go badly, you can’t just walk away—the bad date lingers on for months. Which is why even though we moved almost 8 years ago, I have been driving 60 miles round trip each month to the old salon. It was fairly reasonably when I was still working because I could stop by on my way in to work but now that I have retired, I really need to find a new hair cutter. I can’t put it off any longer so next week I take the plunge. Ack!!