I have missed this blogging activity, generally using the excuse that I have no time what with pursuing my degree and all, but it occurs to me that if I have time to play Sugar Smash, I have time for this.
After completing the transition to gray hair, which I’ve documented, I decided to go from shorty-short to longish. It was a pretty grueling process, because growing out a pixie cut is not for sissies. There are long periods of just awful. In those dark times, I was glad that I work from home (ish) because very few people had to bear witness to the mop on my head, but later it was pretty OK, i.e.,
This is actually pretty cute. and I liked it for a while.
Then there was this:
This shit needed desperately to be cut; it wanted to be a mullet, and the mullet must be avoided at all costs. Amazingly enough, it was 3 months before I actually did anything about this mess. But when I did, it became this.
This was really quite good for a long time (I actually ended up going 9 months without a haircut after this one. I literally cannot remember a time in my life before this cut that my hair was all 1 length.
But then I hit the wall that I hit when my hair is too long. It breaks a lot because it’s too skinny to support it’s own weight (weakling hair), and to keep it off my face, I just end up pulling it back into a ponytail all the time. Which is both boring and not a great look for me. This is what it looked like on Sunday, the last day it was longish (shoulder length is quite long for me).
Yes, I snapchatted it. I was having a decent hair day and I knew it was coming off. Later that day, I snapped this picture.
Much better. The hair anyway; my lipstick game needs work.
I’ve made this trip from longish or sometimes medium length hair to super short several times, and I honestly cannot remember the number of times I’ve asked a stylist to give me Demi Moore’s hair from Ghost (it’s a big number), but there are a few things that I have to relearn every single time I make this kind of cut.
- For the first week, I will automatically squeeze out about 4 times as much shampoo and 8 times as much conditioner as I need. Then I will stand in the shower for a moment, looking at too much product in my hand, mentally kicking myself.
- Bending over and wrapping a big towel around my head turban style is just silly.
- The more product I use to make this hair length more fun (and I use a lot of products), the more epic the bed head I will have the next morning.
- If I don’t apply a little bit of at least finger combing when it’s wet, no amount of product will prevent the horns from forming. Today I have horns that are coated in spray, wax, and whatever else I could find. The horns do not care; they are sticking out proudly.
In other news, I am now 4 courses away from a Bachelor of Science Degree in Health Informatics from Western Governors University-Washington. It’s going to take me 2-1/2 years to go from transfer credits for precisely 2 classes to full-blown college graduate. I pretty quickly realized once I started that I had missed being in a learning environment, and this program let me work at my own pace, so I basically smashed my way through the first 18 months. The last couple of terms are slower going, but that’s mostly my choice. The upper division classes have more new-to-me information, so the reading is not something I can skip and feel OK about, so I’ve slowed down to absorb more.
Next up after the BS: First taking the RHIA (Registered Health Information Administrator) exam. Then I’m 98% sure that I’ll be pursuing an MBA in Healthcare Management also at WGU. I wasn’t sure about a graduate degree at first, but it feels like a good idea and a good fit.