Apologies for the cheesy title but it's been an interesting week. I don't know what was bigger news returning to work after a difficult 6 months or getting a haircut... So lets start with Saturday.
Many people have told me 'you'd look so much better with short hair' but apparently it takes the man you love and 5 pints of cider to convince me! So there I am kneeling in a friends hallway and as the song says, the first cut is the deepest. You can't go back once a chunk of 6 years worth of hair falls to the floor. Half hour later I look in the bathroom mirror and walk into the lounge to announce "god I'm hot!"
What surprised me though is when my friends said I look different, they didn't just mean my hair, but my attitude in general, this put me in good stead for Monday.
I woke up, and once I'd finished my tea, my brain woke up and realised why I was up so early... back to work. I was lucky to have a friend to meet me for a coffee and take me in, then walk me back out for my first ciggie of the morning. And to be honest I don't know why I was worried about going back, people were more surprised my hair had gone than I was back.
So far it's been a tiring week, after 6 months of doing little else than tweeting, but I'm glad I did it, after the new man and the new haircut, this is what I needed to properly start 2011. Now roll on summer... My heads cold!
