Funny how I am always apologizing for my absence and lack of consistency with my blogging. Well I shall mention it no more (oops!)
Have you ever been one of those that wonder "how can one be such a *&^#*" and 5 minutes later you are just that same monster you were busy describing to a friend.
Well today was an awsome day for me up until about 3pm in the afternoon. Took care of all my errands and so had time to kill at the hair salon.
Many women usually take this time to sit and reflect. Not that the Salon environment is one that is condusive, why with all the noise and gossip, who can really focus? But the maggazines that they give you to help you pass those 2-3 hours are the ones that trigger this reflective mood.
The feeling of guilt because some individual out there has undergone soo much in life and still has the energy to move on and achieve great things.
The feeling of regret because you should have made a diffent choice in life and maybe, just maybe you would be much better off.
The feeling of failure when you realise individuals just like you maybe even younger are getting recognition and satisfaction out of their lives and you are in the middle of no where.
Then the pessimist in you comes out and you console your self thinking that all the above may be a tad bit exaggerated just so that the magazine may sell extra coppies. And by the way, do we all have to pass through persecution for success to come our way? Didnt Jesus Christ already do that for us?
As I was saying after being convinced to even do your nails and throw in a facial you expect to come out not only looking like a million bucks but feeling like one.
If my memory serves me right I did ask HIM to make sure my colour turned out right.
To my dismay THE IDIOT RUINED MY HAIR. Brown does absolutely nothing for me.
And so my otherwise perfect day was forever ruined. I have been a moody goose all day and If this is not fixed tomorro Lord Have Mercy.
xoxo
