So, I have a lot of hair. The color of that hair varies.

When I was little, it was what you might call dirty blond.

For the past two years (and for most of high school), it was auburn.

Then I decided I wanted it really, really blond. Like Gwyneth on the cover of August Vogue blond.

Unfortunately, they weren’t kidding when they told me red was the hardest color to get rid of. After five and a half hours, my hair was a lovely color, but nowhere close to what I was looking for.

So, I asked for another appointment in four weeks, to finally get it the color I wanted. I specifically asked for a Saturday. The person making the appointment had a calendar, obviously. I did not. She made the appointment. I thought it was this Saturday.

Well, I called today check the time and found out it was actually for this coming Wednesday. The next Saturday appointment I can get is in September.

Grrrr. Maybe I should just go back to red. It’s much easier.