THE GUILT

One of the pitfalls of wearing flip flops is the pedicure issue. I can't go with naked toes. I just can't. Therefore, I must paint my toes on a somewhat regular basis. One of the things I have started treating myself to is salon pedicure. It could be that as I get older it gets harder to bend down to the toes. Probably not, though.

When I travel, a favorite thing for me is getting my haircut somewhere. I know. Crazy isn't it.
In Dallas, there is an invisible string that just pulls me into Toni and Guy.

I will insert that I don't have a complicated haircut. Short and spiky. It's pretty hard to mess up.

I have been known to do crazy things to my hair on a trip. I came home 10 years ago from Nashville........a blonde. Platinum. Because when I do something I am obsessive. (and maybe a little compulsive). Ramon colored my hair and bleached the tarbabies out of it. It was awful but I loved the change.

Over the years I have mellowed the color to a "natural" (heh heh) sun-streaked look and it is much better.

BE PATIENT I am getting to my point.

This desire to do an OOT (out of town) cut has been a source of distress for me, also. It's the whole hairdresser thing. For years I went to unknowns because when I went OOT I wouldn't have a relationship with the hairdresser and therefore hurt their feelings.

The only problem.....after awhile you DO develop a relationship.

It has caused me to change salons on several occasions because of THE GUILT.
But not guilty enough to stop doing it.

For the last year, I have tried to change my strategy and go to someone I knew, someone just starting out that could get me in pretty much whenever I wanted. She's a doll. I love her.
I'd die before I hurt her feelings.

I told her I have this OOT quirk and she assured me she would not get her feelings hurt should I ever choose to get a cut while traveling.

THE GUILT. It kills me.

SO,.....today the Parental Unit and I were out looking at stuff and we decided to check out some bling in a store. We had fun trying on stuff but my nails were a mess and I was so embarassed.
This might be a good time to tell you that my hair is too long, flat, limp and saltwater-weary. I am in total vacation mode with no make-up, either. I look like a SERIOUS candidate for an emergency makeover.

The store man heard me discussing mani/pedi and hair issues with Parental Unit and butted in
to suggest a salon. You know it is bad when a complete stranger suggests a salon to you. I'm just saying.....

The creeping up of OOT desire started building. I have been fighting it all day. I have an appointment as soon as I get home to see my precious hairdresser so I can't use that as an excuse. I just don't want to hurt her feelings. The longer I sit here, the flatter and limper (?) my hair gets.

That invisible string is tugging.

But, THE GUILT, it is killing me.

On the mani/pedi I don't feel that way. I go to the same woman all the time and she hugs me and worries about the fact that I have no boyfriend (seriously). When I told her I was going on vacation for a month, she said, "You go with boyfriend?" I told her no, I was going with Parental Unit. She clucked her tongue, shook her head and patted my hand (like in sympathy).

But, I don't have THE GUILT factor with her. There is basically no relationship other than nailperson/client.

I can get my fingers and toes done with no remorse.

The hair? Not so much.

I'm just going to have to tough it out. It's THE GUILT.

Am I the only one with hairdresser issues. Probably. It figures.....