A biggie. A lingering question. Sort of like what would I do if if I won the lottery (I only bought a ticket once and since I didn’t win I never bought another)?
What’s the best way to spend my aging years? Tomorrow I’ll interview two local women who have started a blog on the subject. So far, I’m not overwhelmed about aging but maybe if I so obviously looked older…a friend who remembers my wild gray hair of a decade ago told me it was beautiful. My kids liked it better too.
Dan recently sent me a piece about graying, reminding me of the chemicals that seep into my scalp every month, let alone the money that seeps from my wallet to pay for it!
I erroneously thought the only way to go natural was the skunk look, with roots growing out over many months, which would mean wearing a self-conscious scarf. But no, there’s a reversing process that would take salon visits for about a year-and-a-half. After that, it’s save, save, save, no more monthly expensive goop threatening my long-term health!
Why haven’t I decided yet? There are questions that I can’t answer right away. Take the lottery. If I had a bunch of money would I spend it on art, exotic trips or more massages and pedicures? Certainly not on clothes.
I’d start a foundation, giving money to leftist causes. Start my own causes. Help education.
But when I think about it, all that money, when it comes right down to it, here’s the best advice I can give myself: Talk to people. Find out what’s going on. Embrace change, because I can’t stop it.
But still, what to do about my hair?