Diary? Nothing that I wouldn't tell a client. Not everything that is written pertains to me or my life.
The things I see, hear...the people I talk to, all influence or impact my thoughts. Just saying!

Friday, February 18, 2011


<--After washing my hair, it looked like a head of permed hair. So that's what I went with. That's what it wanted to do today.
Diffuse. Whatever is easiest for the day.

Everybody should own wax. Weather hard wax, soft wax, dry wax. It works on all hair types. Just use the right one and the right amount. Miracle worker for sure. I think it's my favorite type of product.

I like the hairdresser phrase, "we are licensed to touch." Because what does my job consist of? Touching people, talking to people. I also like the thought, that my canvas is a head of hair. Your head, maybe your face, if it's makeup. My hair, my face. It doesn't matter.

I know that I'm stressed, (tired/ hungry) if my shears are mistaking my fingers for hair. Pinched myself and flinched. Wondered if my client noticed the flinch. Did not cut. Almost prideful to say but I don't cut myself. I mean, rarely. Watch me cut my finger tomorrow, now that I've said that!!
And where does stress in my body show up? Sadly in my hands. The most critical body part, for my job. Not that if something else was out of wack, I would be happier.

I thought up a storm today.
But I'm lazy enough not to want to put words together to project it right.
Lazy enough to put it off.
I just have to remember this is not my private journal, and is not for that reason. So do I want personal thoughts out in the world of the net? How personal shall I get?

I am happy to say, I have started something I will create a habit of. I've put it off long enough.
I've been reading about habits. How long it takes to create or change etc...