I've been experimenting with rubber...
But first, my apologies for being so haphazard in my posting. I'm working on several projects at once and feel most days like I'm in an altered state with no sense of how much time is passing. As such, my Adventures in Newbosity have been of the small, domestic variety.
Hence my experimenting with rubber. No, it's not as sexy as you think. Get your minds out of the gutter.
You see, as my hair grows in, I've been experiencing a steep learning curve with dye. For instance, the box tells you to apply it wearing gloves. But it doesn't say to wear them when you're washing it out. Which is why I had to scrub my palms with bleach.
They also don't tell you that the dye is one-time use only. So if you want to touch up anything you missed the next day, you have to buy a whole new box. This time, at least, I kept the gloves while rinsing it out. I was about to take them off to finish my shower, but in the spirit of trying Something New, I washed myself while wearing the gloves.
It was a dissatisfying experience, like I didn't like myself very much.
Contrarily, I've finally started wearing rubber gloves while doing the dishes. Typically I like splashing in the hot water because I have poor circulation and my hands are always cold. (Gee, fun facts about the author. Aren't you glad I blog?) But Floyd has long complained how I stretch out all our sleeves when I roll them up. And (more fun facts coming) all that washing dries out my cuticles.
So, while the the rubber glove thing makes me feel a bit like a fuddy-duddy, like someone wearing shoes at the beach, it's saving my sleeves and my cuticles.
And, really, what is more important than that?
Oh my. I hope you believe me when I tell you that the writing that's keeping me from blogging will be much more interesting than posts like this.
In the meantime, here's the latest hair update: