I’ve got that “First day of the rest of your life” or “anything is possible” kind of feeling today. Which makes me want to cut and dye my hair where just yesterday I was talking about how I was going to grow out the color and let it go grey. I’m very fickle I guess. I reach this point every time I grow my hair out. It gets to a certain unmanageable length. It’s too hard to dye, I think I want to go grey, but then I think grey will look mousy and washed out, so I chicken out, go to extremes, cut it all off and dye it. I think I’ve reached the point of no return. It happens so quickly. So I may be getting it cut on my lunch hour tomorrow. We’ll see how today goes.
But yeah, first day of the rest of your life. I want to eat more salad, use my wii fit, go running, do push ups, stuff like that. The apples alone aren’t making me healthier, I’m not magically loosing weight. So yeah, no magical cure by simply eating apples. I didn’t really believe it would be a magical cure, I just thought it would have been a nice side effect. Apple number 39 is my reminder that apples alone will not make me healthier, I must continue to get off my butt and get more exercise. But napping sounds so much nicer right now.
You’d think having that “new beginnings” feeling would put me in a good mood but I’m kinda cranky, I don’t want to talk much, and I just want to curl up in a ball and go to sleep. Maybe my new beginnings involves transforming into a butterfly and I’m still in the pupae stage. I always feel like a pupae. <-- see? cranky.