Enough said, no one loves Monday! It’s okay with me, it is the second day of my week. Laundry was done yesterday, and today it is smooth sailing.
Today, I plan to get one of my books uploaded and make it live for sale! It is the sequel to Murder on Lake Haverly. I have named it “Options” because it was taken from a true story of my time in the Real Estate Profession. It is not word for word for good reason, the players in this story are alive. I have changed their names and the story has been altered so that none of the players will recognize themselves. One of these days, soon I will post the first chapter.
My second project is to cut my hair! I usually keep it short, but because of the “you know what” it has been ignored. It will be a major project, because it is hanging over my shoulders and I am tired of waking up with it in my mouth! I have had short hair most of my life, and now I know why. Long hair is a pain in the neck, for me. I can still remember the hair cuts my Mother gave me and the foul smelling permanent wave solution that was saturated on each and every small curler so tightly wound that it is a wonder my hair didn’t fall out! And the terrific tight mass of curly hair that was the result!
Mom, didn’t speak to me for weeks after I allowed a beautician cut my hair in my famous “DA!” Translated into acceptable English it was called “Ducks Tail!” I of course loved it more, because she hated it. I have always been a rebel, and hated those permanents.
My favorite permanent as a consenting adult, was my Afro! We traveled to Bermuda and Jamaica that year and when I stepped off the plane, a smiling man said, “Hey, Mama, I like your hair!” I smiled back and said, “I like yours, too!” He grabbed my baggage and moved me to the head of the line. I’ll tell you more about that trip in another blog with pictures.
Have a great Monday, and stay safe!