What happens is not as important as how you react to what happens.

I'm thinking of coloring my hair. It's been blonde forever and a day, though judging from the roots and undergrowth, it seems it's natural tendancies are more toward light to medium ash brown (I really don't remember what my natural color is -- has been so long since I've actually SEEN it). What to do, what to do -- this would be a brave and daring leap for me. No one will know me when I return to work!

I've already tried the 'low lights' technique as a way of 'easing' my way back toward a darker shade. Seemed like a lot of effort for a great effect that lasted for about 3 weeks before it was blonde again (and yes, I used permanant color). That being the case, why should I be so fearful of such a change? It will probably all wash out to a dark blonde within a month, and should I decide to return to the blonde, at that point, it will only be one bottle of Loreal color away. Besides, there's nothing to my life anyway beyond work at the paper and more work on the homefront. It's not likely I'll ever actually MEET someone who would have any interest in my hair color, or even if I have any hair at all (which leaves pulling it out in a fit of momentary insanity a genuine option I may consider).

Hell yeah! I will stare fear in the face and say "SCREW YOU!" A treadmill and a new haircolor -- now how's THAT for courage in the face of danger?!

Obviously, I have passed through the 'depressed' phase and have now entered the 'angry' phase. I'm tired of feeling like a helpless victim in these overwhelming circumstances. I shall do something unexpected and daring -- something that, if it does NOT work to my advantage, will at least give me something NEW to be depressed about -- at least until it fades with the next 30 shampoos.

Phhhffft....