Something horrifying and unexpected happened the other day.
I was staring at myself in the mirror, noticing how tired I looked and I wondered what I could do to spruce up my appearance. It occurred to me that maybe the solution was actually very easy: change my part. Something so simple can really make a person look like they have a whole new look. So, I grabbed a comb and parted my hair on the other side. There! Done!
I looked at my reflection and gasped.
A whole new person, indeed! There, exposed for all the world to see (well, actually, just me, I guess, since I was alone in the bathroom) were about 6 gray hairs. Maybe 7. Who knew they were hiding under there? It was very disheartening to make such a discovery.
As quickly as I could, I put my normal part back in my hair and vowed to never make such a mistake again. Unfortunately, I can no longer live in ignorance. I know they are there, even if I can't see them. Today I peeked to make sure I didn't imagine it and, of course, they were still there. I blame this. Or this. Or probably this.
I suppose it doesn't matter what caused it. They are here to stay and there's no doubt that more will follow.
***Does anyone actually believe that pulling out a gray hair will cause two more to grow back?***