I have a LOT going on. So much so, that it's too exhausting to even post it all. The jist is that, as some may know, we've been in the process of a move where we moved out of our house that we own so renters could move in, and subletted a condo that was a nightmare due to street noise/sweepers/delivery trucks - all starting at 330am and having a BABY. Survived all that. Had to be out of the condo before we close on our new house, and my DH works offshore for 3 weeks at a time. LO and I were left with nowhere to go when the sublease ran out and DH was offshore, so we made arrangements to stay with my parents out of state until the day before I close. DH will not be back for closing, so I am his Power Of Attorney and everything is pretty much falling on me as far as coordination of the final inspections with the inspector and the Project Manager, etc. It's been bananas. Not to mention coordinating delivery of appliances/movers/etc. THEN for a stupid reason, our closing got pushed back a few days. So we have to stay in a hotel for several days (with my mom who's flying back with me to help, so when LO goes down at 7 I don't know what the hell we're going to do)...I have been pretty stressed juggling 4 billion things at once, but I have kept my eye on the prize (a BADASS house!) and I've done pretty well.

Well, in the midst of everything, my roots got like REDONK. I am blonde and I take my hair very seriously. It's one of my "things." Like my eyelashes - for anyone who is aware of my meticulous eyelash obsession. My sister goes to a place in the small town my parents live in and SWEARS by a girl there. So I decided that I would go to her girl and get my roots done, bc I thought they were atrocious. And even thought this place is ritzy for this small town, it's loads cheaper than what I'm used to in big cities!

Well long story long, my hair is JACKED. Like we battled to the death and I still hate it! It's soooooo sloppy! I am not even lying that I have cried a million tears tonight and am so worked up! I am supposed to go back to the salon at 10am but I am just going to tell them that I'm not paying for it and I don't want them to mess with my hair anymore...I'm just going to wait until I get home and go to someone that was recommended to me for blonde hair (but she was too far away so that's why I didn't go! I'm so STUPID!!!!). So I don't know what will happen but I'm just...devastated. I can handle sleep training (barely!), and when the sleep training gets f'd up (past 4 nights!), and I can handle DH being gone for 3 weeks, and I can EVEN handle staying with my parents for 10 days and not losing my mind. But....you guys....I cannot handle my hair being jacked up!!!! At least when I'm dealing with so much strife, I know I'm somewhat cute doing it! I can't do it all and be ugly at the same time! That's too much!

GAH! I can't even believe this....I would give anything for my inch of roots and pretty blonde hair I had just 10 hours ago!

This is just a rant because my mental health has been borderline lately and this just threw me over the sanity threshold! Now in the midst of moving I have to get my hair fixed!!!

I am seriously crying in my wine glass. ANd yes it's like Glass #3. I just...can't. I just cannot cope with ugly hair.

I can't.

I want to punch my sister in the face.