J-emine's reflexionando

It’s been a long week.

No words can express how I (and the family) feel over the loss.

So I said to myself that I have all the right to be easy on myself this week – I’ll cry whenever I feel like it, I’ll snack till my tummy aches, sleep as much as I can, watch as many nonsensical dramas on the comp that my eyes and neck can take in…

Come Monday, I’ll get back into the daily grind of everyday life and be very blessed that she is no longer suffering but up above smiling down at us all.

Figured that I had enough with the neither here nor there perm that it shall be straightened today. Four hours latter and few hundreds buck poorer, I finally have straight, manageable hair again. If my hair can talk it will most likely weep and scream murder for the sort of chemical – torture they need to go though. Promise no chemicals for the next year or so.

Once again, self-theory proven that I must do something to my hair when occurrences happen in my life. I really need to kick this habit. Tell me how!

Mindless activities such as getting hair straightened and carbos (whipped up a bowl of pasta for dinner) is my chosen way to …let go and try not to think or cry.