Bow Tie o’ the Day helps highlight my hair progress with the growing-it-all-out goal. Remember, it’s not my project, it’s yours. So far, I am complying with your votes. Right now, I think my mop would look better if it were actually a mop. But at least I can still see the asymmetry I like to have in my haircuts. Where this will end, I don’t know. I didn’t put a deadline or length on my hairs project. Technically, I can cut my hairs right now and say, “Well, I grew it out for three months. That’s long enough.” But I know what y’all mean: you wanna see it with some real length to it, whether I want to wear it like that or not.
Suzanne knows how much I detest having long hairs, and she says I can go ahead and cut ’em off any time I want. But I also think she secretly wants me to grow it out, because she knows how much it matters to me that I follow through and keep my promises– even about stuff that really doesn’t matter in the big scheme of things. Anyhoo… This is how the hairs are hangin’ as of today.
Bow Tie hung on the bathroom door when I made a discovery earlier. I discovered that my hearing aid is super comfortable– so much so that I forgot it was in my ear, and I wore it into the shower and promptly began to wash this scrappy hair. Oops! I caught my mistake ASAP. I wrapped my wet hearing gadget in a dry washcloth, cast a voodoo spell on it, and hoped.
But my head shifted into a panicky rant about how I had most certainly destroyed my 4-month-young hearing device, and I don’t dare tell Suzanne what I did, and so somehow I have to find $2000 without her knowing it’s missing, to buy another of the exact same model of hearing aid without Suzanne suspecting anything, cuz I’d rather be broke than have to face Suzanne about doing something so stupid, and on and on and on.
But five minutes later, I opened up the washcloth. The device appeared to be ok. I stuck it in my ear, and the house sounds abounded. Luckily, all was right with my hearing device. I discovered that it is a bit water-resistant, thank heavens. And as an added bonus, it was really, really clean. My biggest discovery is that this little hearing-aid-in-the-shower escapade will not be happening again. It created such a panic in me that I was scared smart.