But the comforting thing

...is that my hair actually grows really fast. When I've told others about my hair-cutting regret, they've often asked me, "Well, does your hair grow fast?" And I've been too despairing to think clearly about the answer. But this morning, I gave it some hard thought and realized that yeah, it does grow really fast.

Christmas Break 2012: pixie cut

Christmas Break 2013: shoulder length

So that's nice.

I'm just impatient.

FINE.

Okay. FINE. I admit it.

I miss my long hair.

I wish I hadn't cut it and I miss putting it in a ponytail and I miss playing with it and I miss its versatility and I miss not having to deal with cow-licks and I miss my big crazy curls.

I've been a mostly short-haired girl for so long--I haven't put my hair in a ponytail since 2006. The length was making me nuts, but my short hair is driving me even MORE nuts.

At first I told Jacob not to let me cut it again, but then I realized that I'm more likely to cut it if he says not to. Ain't no man gonna tell me what to do with my physical appearance. So instead I told him that if I say I want to cut my hair, to just remind me of this. This blog entry. This everyday trying to tame cow-licks.

Sigh.