My hair and my house are two ongoing sagas.
I have this love-hate relationship with my house. I love my home, yard, neighborhood, and neighbors. I don’t like maintaining 1-1/2 acres and driving 30 minutes to get anywhere.
My hair issues deal with my hair color or cut. Today I had my hair colored. I wanted my highlights the same color as last time, with a little darker color weaved into my bangs. What I got was darker all over.
To correct this, I’d have to have my hair bleached. Bleaching dries hair, so I’m not willing to do this.
This is where Buddy 101 comes in. Two facts exist: One, I don’t like my hair color. Two, I’m not willing to have it corrected. Therefore, I am going to have to live with it.
I can be upset and unhappy about this. Or I can say, “That’s okay,” and get on with the good stuff.