My hair has been growing pretty much since I chopped it all off when I was I was at uni and had it pretty short. At the time I really liked my short hair, but decided that it was a ‘mum-cut’ the type of no fuss hair cuts that mum’s have coz they don’t have time to fuss over anything else and therefore started the process of growing it back out. As it grew I couldn’t decided whether I liked it better long or short, but I figured that I should see it out and then before I knew it, I was getting married and needed to grow it for the wedding, so that the hairdresser would have some hope of making my super thin hair do something nice.
Anyway, the wedding has come and gone and with the help of the length, a hair piece and a million bobby pins (which took Dave and I 45mins to get out, much to Dave’s disgust) my hair looked pretty good, even if I say so myself. But now it is super super long, longer than it’s ever been before I am pretty sure, I have noticed some new ‘hair behaviours’ that I don’t appreciate.
Apart from the malting, and getting stuck in everything, I have discovered I have ‘Jan Brady’ Hair. What does that mean… well, if you cast your minds back to the episodes of The Brady Bunch, you may recall that when Jan walks, her whole body, but in particular her hair swings from side to side. And now mine does too and I hate it. Now, unlike Jan, my hair only swings when it is in a pony tail, but I still don’t like it. I can’t stop it either, it’s not quite long enough to prop on my shoulder, but it’s too long not to notice. I have tried changing the way I walk, and tucking it into scarves and things, but nothing seems to be able to control it… It just makes me look ridiculous. Now, just so we are clear I am not just talking about a small moving in the breeze swing… my hair has soooo much movement it is out of control. Sometimes it gets so much swing I can see the ends of my pony tail in my peripheral vision… my hair is out of control and I need help!
Luckily I am getting my haircut on Saturday… I am not quite sure how much I will cut off just yet, but I am hoping it will make a difference… although with less hair it might just be lighter and get even more swing… oh man this could be a disaster.
So I don’t know if its just today, or perhaps the whole week, but I have been reminicing a lot. Anyway today I have found myself reading back over a lot of my old blogs and I thought perhaps it might be fun to ‘reflect’ on the things I have written on this date in the past, and it turns out that August the 4th is actually quite a popular blogging date. In fact in all my blogs except one I have blogged something on the August 4. Some of the things that I have written aren’t that exciting, in fact most of them are about nothing in particular, in fact the one about burning beef, is actually a little bit off.. but it’s what I wrote at the time 5 years ago now. Anyway these are the blogs that I have written on this same date but in the years gone by. I hoping that I have developed as a writer in this time, but if you go by these, perhaps not, it appears I still have a long way to go.
Oh and you will be pleased to know (if you actually clicked the links and were had the thought cross your mind)…
- Dexter stopped whining, but now he just barks instead… but I do love him… even if he is silly and a little annoying.
- I still don’t know what the rules are on parking… and I think it is actually getting hard to trick the inspectors into thinking you having been there the whole time… I have heard they even use photos and scanners and all kinds of high tech equipment to catch you out these days.
- Just in case you are concerned I have not burnt any cows or pursued this matter further… although I have to addmit I am still curious.
So today it the first of August and for me this is significant, I have one month to go…
Its one month today until spring, and although that is exciting, its not what I am refering to. No, its one month today until I have to have everything unpacked and sorted at home. I moved into Dave’s after we got married, and then once we got home from our honeymoon, I started the daunting process of moving all my things from my family home to my new home. And you would think that this wouldn’t be that hard, but I have a lot of stuff… seriously a lot of stuff, and I just don’t know where it is all going to go. So I decided that I needed to set myself a deadline because I really don’t want it just sitting there indefinatly, so the dead line I set, about a month ago, was the end of August… which is now one month away.
My progress so far has been good, I have now moved all of my stuff out of Dad’s and physically put it inside my place, but it remains in boxes, filling up both the study and the spare room, which I think is starting to irritate Davo. Every now and then, when I am feeling motivated I pick a box and unpack it, but now I have gotten to the last few boxes (‘few’ is quite misleading, its probably 15boxes, but they are the last 15). These are the boxes of stuff that have been there since before I moved to Castlemaine in April 2009, or things I boxed up when I left castlemaine late last year and have just never dealt with. Now I know if I haven’t used in this time, I should probably just get rid of it, and trust me I have been ruthless in my sorting. In fact when moving my clothes I gave away 8 bags of clothes and shoes alone, and this was on top of the the 5 bags I gave away last year when I moved back home. But the thing is I can’t just through it out without know exactle what it is… just in case. I hate losing things, so I just can’t stand the thought of randomly chucking stuff out, perhaps I have a little bit of hoarder in me, who knows. So the thing is now that I have gotten down to these boxes, the motivation is just not there, they are boxes I don’t want to sort through because I know its going to be annoying and boring. Its not the exciting things anymore, like books and DVDs… its just the paper work left… but it needs to be done and I need to get onto it now, otherwise I won’t make my deadline.
The thing is I am actually really looking forward to the end result, having everything unpacked and then getting to the fun bit of making it all work, rearranging and changing, and ‘making our house a home’, but I can’t do that until I have done these boxes… these last annoying boxes, full of things that have no place.
Ok, I have a month… so I need to get of the computer and start unpacking… wish me luck.