Well, my last month or so has been incredibly busy…as proved by the evidence I found today. I was in the shower, combing through my hair to make sure I got all the shampoo out (and soaking up the steam, because I have a nasty cold), and I. Found. It.
Yes, folks…my first white (not grey!) hair. I'm trying to convince myself it's just a blond one…but…no. I can't delude myself. Thank gods it didn't happen in the middle of 'something,' like what happened with my mother…her then-boyfriend plucked her first grey out when she was eighteen. And my (great?)grandmother went grey early, too…it's genetics.
I was hoping I'd get my father's hair-staying-power, though, as well as his shoulders. (It would balance out the fact that I haven't got any shoulders, courtesy of my dear old dad.) Gerry went grey in his late forties…no luck here. I haven't even hit thirty yet.
With any luck, though, this will be a one-time thing…and will teach me not to let myself get so run down.
…yeah, fat chance.
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