A Weight off My Head

I was sitting around this evening feeling unwell because my head was hurting because, frankly, I had many pounds of hair hanging off it. My hair had only recently passed my butt and started for the floor, clearly in a desperate bid for freedom. For the last several weeks I have been complaining to Noel about the weight of my hair, and he keeps saying I should just go get it cut.

So I cut fourteen inches of it off. And two minutes later, the headache was gone. I left enough to make a couple of pigtails, which is all I need to keep my hair out of my eyes.

I'm sure it was not nearly the most even and professional job (two quick slices with sewing shears are simply unlikely to yield a quality coiffure), but it worked like a charm and I am well satisfied.

Edited to add:

So what did it look like before? You can see me in late January with my hair up in this post; when my hair is long I usually wear it up in a bun to keep it out of my way.

There's also this from a little later this winter (the hair sticks are so very nice for dealing with extra-long slippery hair):

It was a lot of hair.

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