David has been away all week.
Usually I handle this beautifully. The children and I have a nice rhythm. We learn, we play, we tidy.
La, la, la.
Sometimes however all that time alone with the children makes me restless and when I feel restless I can get a bit impulsive.
The last time this happened I cut Rebecca's hair and gave her bangs.
We all know how that turned out.
You can understand why I was concerned when I started to feel a bit restless today. Out of the blue, out of the very mysterious ether of the vast cosmos, it occurred to me that I should dye my hair red.
Now, I have many things, cellulite, phobias and too many pets. One thing I do not have is gray hair. Which is weird but awesome. My mother, who is 65, is just starting to get some little gray hairs. My point, is that I do not have experience with hair dying, particularly with attempting to dye my hair red.
It must not be Lucy red.
It must be a more subtle red. I conferred with my friend Amy who said to go for it.
"Millions of women dye their hair every day." she said. "Piece of cake!"
I was still worried.
I did a little research which was not all that helpful. The L'Oreal website? Useless.
The Clairol site was better and so when I was at CVS an hour later wandering the aisles with Lily I looked through all the Clairol products.
Permanent was way too scary. I skipped those.
Demi-permanent which washes away in 28 shampoos was better, but still a bit nerve wracking.
Then I found it, an after thought of hair dye, the semi-permanent hair dye that washes out in 8-10 shampoos.
I bought it.
It was 6.99.
Then Lily and I picked up Rebecca from dance and once we were home I got to work.
I read the instructions. I even followed some of them.
I did not do a strand test. Who has time for that when you are being impulsive?
I did not change out of my sweater, nor did I drape a towel around my shoulders.
I did use gloves, but only because they came with the kit.
Clairol understands where I am likely to cut corners.
The whole process took about 20 minutes.
It came out just as I had hoped. Subtle, but fun. There was no crying. I forgot to eat dinner though. Maybe red heads eat ice cream for dinner...