After putting it off for weeks, I finally got a haircut.
Actually, I got quite a few hairs cut. I had the stylist take off a good 3-4 inches. By the way, it's interesting to see her rendition of "shoulder length." Am I supposed to shrug all the time to make my hair reach my shoulders?
Anywho, I don't like it yet, but I'll get used to it. My hair was the longest it'd been since—oh, I don't know—fifth grade, and I was tired of it getting caught behind my back when I drove or getting entangled in my purse strap. And I guess I was just plain tired of it.
Vive le difference!