Hair today - gone tomorrow

Thank you for the reminder that there are such amazing people in this world. Your concern really means a lot and your kind words make me smile. 

If I had it my way I would write full time. Just sit here in my pajamas, throwing coffee down my throat and writing. 

But.

There's this thing called work. 

Ew. 

I've been having a bit of a war with that stuff on the top of my head, otherwise known as hair. 

It's been falling out steadily for about two years. The last few months have been insanity. 

It comes out when I finger comb it prior to a shower. It comes out like nutz while in the shower. It comes out again like nutz after the shower. 

I find it everywhere. 

I have no idea how I'm not completely bald already. 

I've been thinking about the kind of wig I'd want. I want blonde. I've been wanting to go back indeed for over a year. 

But I can't. 

Cause my hair has been falling out. 

Bleach will only amplify that. And then make me fall to the ground in a heap of tears and ugly red face. 

It's Meds and hormones and stress and blah, blah, blah. 

I just want my hair back. Should I glue it to my head?

I've also gained weight. I, and this is no joke, had a hole in the butt of my pants. My a$$ has busted through my pants. 

It would be great to say that I caught it prior to leaving for work. 

But...

Nope...

We were going up the stairs when Brad spotted the hole. 

After work. After eyeballs of stranger could have seen it. 

Pretty sweet, eh?

#secondchanceatlifeproblems