Time for change

Want to try this in real life...

I texted my younger sister earlier to say, 'I'm dying my hair blonde, I think I'm going through a life crisis." Followed by a message saying, "not blonde, grey." No response as yet. She's probably training for her climb on Kilimanjaro in a few months time. (little heroine that)

So I'm 32 and dying my hair grey. That is pretty awesome! I've been pretty obsessed with this colour for almost a year now and somehow my hairdresser has agreed to go on this adventure with me. I think she may now be enjoying it a little more than I am, because now I'm getting positively anxious! Eek! I'm kinda glad she didn't listen to my hesitation earlier when I wanted to go back to my dark hair. So here goes...grey... I guess...

I am in an interesting place in my life at the moment. I know this is not where I want to be, more still, not where I feel I am meant to be. But where to from here. I think I need to take the plunge and go into the darkness and find where I am meant to be.

Perhaps the abyss of not knowing and venturing is perhaps grey...Mm

Time for a change. Says the girl who's not wearing a watch at the moment. But it's not about hands whirring around a clock, it's what I get my hands stuck into I guess.

I better just get moving!

Have a gorgeous Saturday you beauties!

Don't stop believing!!

xx