Not quite a whim.

I've been thinking about doing something to my hair for a while. I really like my hair in the summertime because it gets really blond and dry (which makes it easier to style). But now it's winter and my hair is brown and boring and straight again and I'm just getting sick of it.

Yesterday, I was finally sick of just thinking about it and decided to just do it and get it over with. So I called the salon, thinking how shocked everyone was going to be when I came back with a stylin' new 'do. I asked the guy, David, when the next available appointment was.

"I could probably fit you in . . . next . . .Thursday?"

"You mean Thanksgiving?"

"Oh, right. I was wondering why we didn't have any appointments that day! Well, how about December 3rd?"

"Really? That's almost 3 weeks away!"

"Yeah."

So I officially have an appointment for a cut and color in like 3 weeks. Not exactly a whim, is it?

P.S. I will definitely be posting "before and after" pictures because I think this change is going to be pretty dramatic.