packing and hair cutting

i’m supposed to be packing in order to leave on a ferry to alaska in less than 12 hours. instead, i decided to get my hair cut. i’d been mulling the idea over for a few days but was still feeling very unsettled about it. i realized, it all boiled down to one thing. would i look skinny? i know, it’s pathetic. i wanted to get my hair cut short, but not if it meant i would look “round”. today was my last chance before my trip…so i called my sister. i hadn’t talked to her in awhile. she didn’t answer her phone and after leaving the quick, “love you” and “called to see how you were”, i got to business:

(me talking into andrea’s machine): “so, i’m thinking of cutting my hair really short…but i’m not sure if i should…and i really need you to be a decider in this dilemma…so could you call me back and cast your vote…because i have to do it today….like actually now since i’m leaving…but only if i won’t look fat…ok love you. bye.

i should tell you that my sister andrea is the most amazing young woman on the planet. and not only because she called me back…but yes…she did. andrea voted for the hair cut. she also said i should have it dyed. i explained we were under a time constraint.

so instead of packing, i was able to donate 11 inches of my hair to locks of love. now…i really have to pack. 

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