One of my “habits” is that I spend an exorbitant amount to have my hair cut and colored, then proceed to come home, throw it on top of my head, and head out to mow, paint, rake, whatever task needs to be accomplished that day. Rarely in the past 30 years of seeing the same stylist have I returned to have a hot date or big event to sport my “do.”
Thus, today while the wind whips around I will probably do the same, just to keep the hair out of my eyes as I run errands, play bridge, and mow the front meadow. Oh, and get a shingles shot.
It’s good to have a low-stress day. (Except for that vaccination part. Ugh.)