Well, I finally got to have my hair done yesterday. I HATE going to a hairdresser. I HATE being touched by other people that I don't know. I hate all the inane chatter when I would much rather sit in silence and try .... TRY relax. Geez - I am a grouch.

Anyway - hair cut and style was desperately needed AND was a reward for losing weight - so off I go. The head massage almost put me to sleep. Is it possible to sleep with clenched fists? So tight that blood started appearing from my nails? I only noticed this afterwards.

The hairdresser - first time I went to her - chatted on and on and on throughout - even with the hairdryer going. Eventually I was nodding and umming and ahhing without even really hearing what she was saying.

Well, hair looked nice. Cost of entire episode almost saw me having apoplexy on the spot but perhaps the blood-inducing head massage made it worthwile.

Hubby later called me beautiful. Haven't heard him use that particular word with me in years.

Money well spent!

Change of subject.

Christmas ........... and gifts ....... on a tight tight tight budget.

I bought some (really cheap) polyresin fridge magnets (of fish and sea horses), for my son to paint for all the grannies, great grannies and aunts, as a Christmas gift from him.

He has very much enjoyed painting these over the last few days and I think they will make precious gifts.

It has just started pouring with rain.

It is the middle of summer.

Strange.

The skies are grey.

I miss my husband who has gone on a "boy's only" weekend.

I don't want to be alone.

I want to sleep.

But I am still lonely.

I want my hair to look nice again.

Thanks for letting me chat!