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Purple Henna and Cling Wrap


Today I am thankful for hair color.

I do have to say something rather vain.


I finally found the secret to dark brown hair.  It is burgundy henna cooked on my head for eight hours.  My hair has been almost black for three weeks now.
It also straightened my hair. 
YUCK!



There is one problem. 


NO ONE takes me seriously with black hair. 


People jump when redheads speak.  People try to sweet talk brunettes.


This is certainly new to me. 


If I put a little lemon juice on my hair, it'll be red by morning. 

I'm seriously considering it. 




I need people to do stuff.
I need to be ME!


I will be in a room with my activist buddies tomorrow.  I want them to recognize me.  I want them to help me decide which battles to take on and which ones to jettison. 


I want to be the quiet, smiling, scheming redhead in the room again.  I want people to know who I am when I speak. 


Everyone knows me. 

I like it that way. 


It seems like the universe is prepping me for some kid of fight. 


Ring the bell....


I'm in.

Love ya,

S.


Next Day Edit:  Well, the lemon juice trick worked. 


My hair is dark golden brown with red highlights. 




But....but....but....


I missed my meeting with my fellow activists.


I did not go. 


My ex-invited himself along. 


There are days when I think of him as cling wrap.


He didn't invite himself along because he's a fan of Austrian Economics.


He said that he invited himself along.....so.....so....he knows that I am safe.


Ugh....


ugh....


ugh....


that's probably the attitude that started the stalking in the first place. 


I have to go to a speech from my former employer on Saturday. 


Please.....please.....universe.....please......allow me to go alone!


Please!!!! 


I need my former employer's job reference!!! 


Yeah....I was offered a chance to interview for a well paying job in the criminal justice field.


It does seem like things are starting to be clarified in my life. 
 


Wow....my ex-husband may be getting a job in Oregon.


I could make enough money to support my family and stay here.


It's amazing how things shift when we remove negativity and doubt from our lives.


I just hope....I just hope....I can find an educational support for my daughter.  I'd hate to have to give up all these wonderful opportunities just because the local school district doesn't want to deal with bullies....


That's okay....I'm thinking of challenging one of my friends for his school board seat now. 

We'll see. 

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