Still a Breck Girl, in spite of myself.
Friend, forgive me, for I have procrastinated. It has been 3 years, 10 months, and 2 weeks since my last blog post. And why am I finally here? I'm here to talk about my hair. Indirectly. But ultimately. I just got out of the shower, and my hair is still wet. We keep scissors specifically for hair in the bathroom, since my son and I do our own trimming. A few of you may guess where this is heading. You'd be wrong. Mostly. I didn't do it. But I've been thinking about it. Bangs are always a good idea, right? The last few years have been rough. Surviving since I closed the store has been ... and can only be described as barely . I don't regret the store at all; I know how close I came to actually making it. But, yes, I have had to fight the feeling of being a failure, and to some extent that has caused me to hide somewhat. Yes, I've been working every day, but even that doesn't account for how little I've reached out to anyone. Closing my original Faceboo...