Just a Rant About a Blonde Hair and Nightmares

Okay after my last rant, I did finally get rescheduled and I got my hair done.

I got it done by a real pro and everyone has been complimenting me on it.

You know how I was dreading talking to her?

It really wasn’t THAT BAD!

I’m really not used to be complimented this much..

What is really awesome is I got the hair around my face framed and any problem area is now tamed and blended thanks to my new blondie locks.

I really loved how the color turned out because I think it blends it all so perfectly.

Now it looks like I wanted my hair that.

Here is a picture after my last two hair cuts.  I went from brunette to what’s called a blonde balayage.  Fancy, I know.

The back of it looks really pretty too, she gave it a layered cut.

Overall, I’m really grateful for how the haircut turned out.

The only thing is … I still keep tugging in the one area.

I thought I would love it so much I wouldn’t do that, but that just goes to show you, I can’t stop on my own.

I’ve never been a blonde before, the color hides Trich spots well..

So that’s really all that’s been going on for a week, that and more terrible nightmares.

Last night I woke up from another reoccurring nightmare, this one I’ve had before too, it’s not as predominant as the tidal waves and teeth falling out but it’s still one that’s happened several times before too.

The main plot is usually my husband leaving me with the kids.

The scene changes from place to place, but usually his family is there trying to help me get my stuff together so I can get out.

Nice huh?

There’s usually another beautiful woman on the scene so I’m encouraged to leave because he no longer loves me.

In the dream, I’m usually begging for him not to leave me but he’s got his mind made up.

The dream always consists of me getting in my car and getting lost too..

So not only has my husband left me for another woman, I’m now lost driving around with my kids.

Such strange stuff that goes on in my head sometimes.

I have a ton of insecurities from childhood that still haunt me sometimes.

I’m really dealing with a lot right now, I’m trying not too, but it’s been rough.

This is my last month of school and my grade matters.

I’m working on a new project with my business partner which at times can be a bit hairball..

Not only that but I have a much needed vacation coming up next month but there may be a slight snafu…

More on that later, hopefully not, but still STRESS TRIGGER FOR SURE!