Day 126- Bobby Pins

This morning I got up at my normal time.  I wasn't particularly tired or cranky or short on time.  However, I just plain did not want to do my hair. 

I must admit that this is a weekly occurrence.  When my hair is curly, I probably haven't brushed it.  If you see me with a headband, then I may have brushed it a little bit (or maybe not).  Clippy thing?  Mmm hmm.  Don't worry, I am not delusional.  I understand that when I spend five minutes (or less) on my hair, it shows.  I'm just not sure I care.

I do feel responsibility to be a professional at work now, though.  While the bed head look works just fine at the Depot (it ends up looking the same way by the time I come home anyway), it doesn't fly so much at school.  To this I say thank goodness for bobby pins!  With just a few little magical bobby pins, I can whip myself up an excellent schoolmarm bun or a business lady updo.  Here a pin, there a pin, everywhere a pin pin. 

Today I actually received quite a few compliments on my spunky (but not too spunky) five minute updo.  Mama's little helpers held it tightly into place as I clicked around the school.  I'm sort of wondering why I ever bother to do my hair.  If I eliminate this from my daily routine, I may just have time for breakfast part two.  Oh, the possibilities... 

Thank you, bobby pins, you made my day.   


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