I'm still taking a few days away, but I had to write this down so I could remember it. He (my Husband) is super happy about my hair. I think I look like a clown, and I even had a meltdown over that (on here too) yesterday, but he is sooo happy.❤
I didn't even have to put my makeup back on. I was sick when he came home from the stupid concussion stuff again, so I was sleeping. I had wanted to be all prettied up when he got home, but that wasn't how it went. Anyway, both he and my son were all shocked, happy, excited, and telling me how great I look.😮
I had to go look in the mirror and I don't see it...I am losing my eyesight, and my Husband's isn't much better, so I will just chalk this up to the fact that he has seen my face for 45 years, and until I went through the salt and pepper hair stage, my hair was always the color he bought for me to dye it. I think it makes it easier for him to envision my face the way it has been all these years, as long as my hair is the same color. I mean, it has to be something like that, because I see a red-headed clown when I look in the mirror. 🙂As long as he is happy, though, I am happy..I just don't get it though..🤷♀
So here I am, all happy and then...wait for it....he tells me I have to get back off sugar because I am too OLD to be messing around with my health...🤦♀ I do love him with all my heart lol...He bought me the hair dye because he thought it would help me feel younger...Ha ha ha ha.
I really am one lucky woman. He loves me so much. I should know this, but because of my childhood abuse, I have never believed anyone could love me. He wouldn't have stayed with me for 45 years if he didn't, though. Ok, so I really am taking a few days away now...😀
