A sucker, that is!
I have been putting off going back to my usual hairdressing salon. It has been about 4 months now - I tell myself that I am growing it back out after 7 years of short hair. In fact it is just that I have recently had trouble justifying the expense of this luxury salon - not to Brad, but to myself. I think I am my own harshest financial critic. I had just decided to make an appointment at the much cheaper hairdresser at our local shops, when a parcel arrived on my doorstep. It contained this....
A birthday gift from my salon. A selection of delicious hand creams, soap and bath gel.
Did I do the sensible thing and set it aside from my mind? No, not me. I started thinking about what a fantastic salon they are - how luxuriously pampered I always feel after an hour or 2 there. What a great job Jessica does of cutting my very thick and fluffy hair. How I adored the hairstyles that she did for our wedding.
And I rang up to make an appointment 'just for a trim - I am thinking of growing it out'.