Who are you and what have you done with my hair?

You know that feeling you get the first time you wash your hair after a major haircut? That feeling of "Oh my gawd! Where the hell did my hair go?". No? It's just me? Well, whatever.

Today when I went to wash my hair I was in shock. Now, before you say anything, no, I did not wash my hair yesterday. It had been washed twice the day before and it was tired. Tired I tell you! Anyway, I went to run my fingers through it so the water could get to every strand and all of a sudden my fingers didn't feel anymore hair. It just stopped. It was almost as if I had had six or seven inches cut off a couple of days ago. At this point you might be thinking I sound a little nuts and I probably am. I am a mother of three girls ages five and under. That is enough to send even the sanest individual completely over the edge (and I was never the sanest individual).

But I digress.

For the last two days I have looked at my hair, played with my hair, brushed, straightened, curled, and pretty much obsessed over my hair. You would think that by today I would be used to this new, short do. I guess not. All of a sudden it became a very real fact. I no longer have hair past my shoulders. Now it barely comes to my chin.

Don't get me wrong. I still really like it. Even when I got out of the shower and my hair was wet it looked kind of cute. It used to look just...heavy when it was wet, but now it curls right away. I styled it in about two minutes. I used some curl enhancing cream and scrunched it up and that was that. I hope to get a new curling iron soon so I can replicate the Eva look that I left the salon with. And I already know I like the bobbed look when it is straight. So, overall I am happy with the situation. It just might take me a while to get used to the feel of washing it.