For a few weeks now I have been getting sick of my hair. It’s SO long and thick, and the last haircut I got (October?), she put many severe layers of differing lengths into it. Now it’s at the point where the back goes down to my bra strap and tangles easily underneath, and the front still hasn’t reached my chin. And every length in between.

The thing is, I don’t have the time (or the cash, really) to go get a good cut. The salon I’ve been going to charges about $50 or $60 for a cut. I knew I would just walk in there and point to a place in my hair and say “cut it below here, I am trying to even up the layers and remove some heaviness from the ends.”

But then the other day I was looking in the mirror, pulling at two sections of my hair over each shoulder, clearly seeing where it would be cut. It would be so easy… I mulled it over a few more days. It sure would be nice to save that $60.

Today I had just about had it. So after Brian went to class, I undressed and went into the bathroom, divided my hair into two sections, dampened it, and put elastics just below where I would make the cuts, like little pigtails at the very ends.

Then I cut five inches off on each side.

I spent a few minutes evening things out and adding some texture to remove the blunt look. I cleaned up the piles of hair on the counter and then took a shower, deep conditioning whilst shaving my legs. I could already feel how much lighter it was, and easier to comb.

I wrapped my head in a towel and put some lotion on my rounded belly (getting a jump start on stretch marks). Then I did a rough blow dry of my hair. It looks good. I really like it! And it was FREE!!

There was a time in my youth when I always gave myself haircuts. I wore my hair boy-short back then, so it was easy to just get some scissors and work all around my head until I was happy with my punkness. That stopped when I started wearing it longer.

No I’m not going to make a habit of this, but I knew what I wanted for right now was so incredibly simple that paying a lot of money for it, or any money at all, would be a big waste. So, yay for thrift.

Now I wonder what Brian is going to say…