Good Rainy Tuesday if you’re in the Northeast this morning!
I’m thinking swimming lessons at the outdoor pool will be a no-go today.
But that’s not what this is really about. Let me get back on track.
A couple of years ago, when my kids were a year and three years old, I was dealing with lots of stress. Staying home with two whiny (I mean, wonderful!) toddlers with postpartum anxiety issues left me slightly unstable.
One night, during that difficult time, I went to the bathroom and did a quick turn to view the back of my previously luxurious bottom-of-shoulder-blade length cascading ringlets. I was mortified. I hadn’t been taking care of myself, and it showed. Oh, my stars, did it show!
Now, it’s been years since I adopted the motto “business in the front, party in the back.” To me, as it pertains to hair, that always meant that if the front of my hair was presentable, I was all good. I can’t see the back of my head anyway, so why sweat the small stuff.