This is another thing I'm committed to, not this but growing my hair out. My grandfather and an uncle had long hair. I thought it was the coolest thing when I was young. Told myself once in my life I'd try long hair. So prepping for my midlife crisis and to check a bucket list item I've had mine growing for a year and 4 months with getting it trimmed twice after six months or so. I figured now or never with ageing. I hate it so far, every part of it except keeping me a little warmer in the winter maybe. I wear a hat everyday because I don't know what the hell to do with it. I can't wear a hat in church, so Sunday and sleeping is the only time I don't wear a beanie stocking cap or a baseball hat. It's down to my mouth currently. I'll donate it when it gets near my shoulders or when the ridicule gets to great. I never understood why women spend so much time on hair. Mines like a multifora rose patch most of the time. Once I commit to something I try to see it through until the goal is reached. Only one positive to a laundry list of negatives for this one so far. The never know I might like it eventually factor although extremely slim keeps me going.
