Hairapy

After a lot of convincing from my husband that I needed to take some time for myself recently, I decided to book myself a day at the salon.  The best part about going to get my hair done is that my hairdresser just happens to be one of my very best friends.  From the moment I sit down in her chair, until the moment I leave, it is relaxing and therapeutic.  We hadn't seen each other in a while, and we chatted non-stop about our kids and our lives, as she covered my head in color and foil.  As an added bonus, another friend of mine was there getting her hair done as well.  As our color set, we sat and talked.  We weren't interrupted by children climbing on us or demanding snacks, not once.  It was amazing.

The next step was shampooing, my favorite part.  All my stress and worries were washed down the drain as my girlfriend washed, conditioned, and massaged my head.  I was in heaven.  After my blissful time in the shampoo chair, we headed back to her station, and continued to talk as she trimmed and dried my hair.  We never chit-chat during these sessions, it's strictly serious stuff, and inevitably we both come close to tears as we delve into the trials and tribulations of motherhood.  Eventually, we work our way back to smiles, and I leave with a great new do, and a big hug.  The three hours I spent in the salon today were very much needed and enjoyed.  Not only did I get a great cut and color, but I got some beautiful "hairapy" as well.