Technicolor

One of the things I used to do was every month I would buy something or do something just for me. Sometimes it was a massage, sometimes a cd; big or small, I made sure to do something for myself once a month. It felt selfish at first, but it was a good way of meeting my needs without overburdening myself.

Then I got married, and even that little bit became difficult to do. Now I do things for my husband and I on a much more regular basis, but our individual needs do tend to go by the wayside. It's not necessarily a bad thing, it's just life. Sometimes that's just the way it is.

All this is bringing me to the simple fact that I dyed my hair this morning. For whatever reason, I have to justify the cost of hair dye. Most people, I'm sure, wouldn't even question it. Depression makes me question if I'm actually worth the $20.

Whether or not I am, though, I do enjoy having red hair once again!