14 Inches!

I've actually had this hair cut for months now, but I'm just now sharing. I've been growing my hair out for nearly two years. Let me tell you, it was long! But with my unfortunate hard rust well water that turns the sinks yellow and looks like pond water that I shower in, my hair was mildly unhealthy and wildly unruly. My decision to chop it off was spur of the moment and I knew once I had thought it, I wouldn't rest until it was off. And because it was so long, I wanted to donate it to Locks of Love. On my way home from my Great Smoky Mountain Trip I called my sister and she made me an appointment at her salon. (I have a trust issue with hairstylists and my sister's new cut looked good.) So I prepared to make a leap of faith and trust Main Street Hair Salon in Clinton, IL. Katrina, the roommate, and I got home around 5:30p.m. and my appointment was at 6:30p.m. No time would be wasted!

Look at those long locks!

I didn't have to wait at all at the hair place, right into the chair I went, as the lady asked me, "Are you sure about this?" Was I sure? I thought, Don't ask me that! I'm here aren't I? Just chop it and don't ask questions! She brushed it out, put it in a pony tail and cut. She cut off about 14 inches. 14 inches of me that felt more like saying goodbye to college and an old boyfriend than just losing hair. Immediately afterward, I started to panic. I had to fight back tears even! But my stylist was really reassuring and as we chatted I found out she knows my uncle and her son works where we buy our horse feed. Small world, right?

I'm trying to look calm.

Finally she was finished and I loved it! Never thought I would, but I did. And as I was about to pay, she told me it was free! I thought maybe it was because I had donated it. But nonetheless, it was a nice surprise.
*After photos to come!*