The first two weeks took some getting used to but now it is all great, minus the fact I hate having to comb my hair. Hence, most days I just push it back and hope it will maintain. Now we are on fourth week, hubby keeps looking at me strangely as he walks by and the son glances at my hair, nods and keeps it moving. This of course triggers me to look in the mirror, where I am stunned at the image I see and am now afraid to even tackle the issue.
I have knots, I can't go to a salon so therefore I must resort to doing the unthinkable and give myself a wash and set before I scare those I'm in quarantine with and end up alone. I come to now understand how so many can get used to not taking care of the stuff you would normally do if you were still going to an office or school. Today I decided to break the chain. I will now look forward to visual drink night with the girls on Friday's. Who cares if we have no place to go but the dining room, kitchen or livingroom. We can still live our best life, even if quarantined. I will post pics and feedback of our first visual Friday this week.
What are your quarantine stories? Lets share.
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