ChickenTherapy

I am bald!

Ok not bald exactly but I have very very short hair!

I have been in a bit of a rut lately and needed to break out and do something crazy. As I don't exactly have the money to get a tattoo or go to England I decided to hack off my hair!

It all started when I changed jobs.

The new place is great, the people are lovely, and working on the beach instead of the CBD is like heaven but the work... Minimal. I used to be really good at my job. Give me a report to be sent out and I'd have it done within the hour. Now there are no reports to be done, I have no work at all. I have become that stupid receptionist that sits on her arse reading Perez and doing her nails (although my nails are looking stunning if I do say so myself!).

I hated that girl! Now I am her!

So I work at my mediocre job then wait for my crappy old bumpy bus which is always at least 30mins late which means I get home about 2 hours after I leave work. I get home to the shitty little town house which always feels messy and cluttered because it is so tiny. I cook dinner (or sit on the net while Boy cooks), watch neighbours, watch Futurama, go up to bed, watch some random crime show and fall asleep. Wake up and do it all again.

Weekends don't hold much more excitement either. Friday nights we do the usual weekly routine only add a few more beers. Saturday we go out to the farm, light a fire ride minibikes and get drunk. Wake up Sunday feeling like crap, clean up, and come home. Do washing. Make dinner. Go to bed. Do it all over again.

So last Thursday I woke up feeling all flu-ie, fairly average for this time of year but still not happy about it. It was all rainy and windy and dark outside so I slept in. By the time I woke up I could only throw some clothes on and run out the door without grabbing and breakfast or lunch. It was beginning to look like a shitty day!

I was on my way to work from the bus stop; the wind was throwing my hair every which way, really adding to my growing migraine when all of a sudden a huge gust of wind caused my umbrella to snap. This day was just getting better!

By the time I got to work I was soaking wet, my hair was a mess, my head was pounding, my nose was running, and I was fed up. Not just with the day but with everything. Nothing has been going right so I thought fuck it! I need to do something for me!

I rang the beauty salon across the street from my work.

"Hi do you have any appointments for right now? ... Great, anything sooner? Say in the next 5 mins?... Wonderful, see you then"

So up I went shaking with fear and got all of my hair cut off! It's meant to be kind of like Keira Knightly in Domino (I was pissed off ok?!) I like it, it's done the trick. I am sedated for now.

There not many other changes I can make in my life at the moment with out some huge repercussions that I am so not ready to take on but some small differences would be nice. If anybody has any ideas please let me know 'coz god knows what I might do next!