Age. Becoming older. Trying to embrace it and not freak out. When I turned 29, I had more anxiety then when I actually turned 30. I remember thinking....what happens now? I'm not married, I rent a cute house with one of my best friends and have no interest in settling down.
Fast forward 9 years and I am almost in the exact same spot. Single, renting a great casita in Santa Fe and having a challenging time establishing roots. I did manage a fantastic support system while in Denver and recognize that that is home to me. Where I felt the most comfortable in my skin and where I have family that I chose to be in my life.
Santa Fe has been good to me. I feel embraced, supported, cared for. I have a lovely job and meet interesting people on a daily basis. I feel more confident in the yoga scene and have made inroads with people that will become my family here. I do like it.
I feel youthful. Well, I did, til I went to get my hair cut the other day. Couple of things...I arranged an appointment in Santa Fe and paid $75 for a hair cut. I think he cut 3 inches of hair. Seems insane as I am not in New York or L.A. Of course he did a great job and I liked him. I don't think that I liked him enough to spend that amount of money for a haircut. Next time, I will return to Phoenix or drive to Denver to have this need met.
The guy asked me if I colored my hair. I have. But, it's been years. Probably 2006 or 07. I wanted lighter highlights and tried to add copper, too. The blonde held but the copper was a complete wash. I think the hue stayed until I washed my hair after each appointment.
My natural color is back and it suits me. His next question was,"How old are you?" My response, "Melody and I are are the same age." Melody has been going to this stylist for years. He continues with well, I have only seen a few white hairs. I thought, crap! I am getting old. WTF?
That is why he asked if I colored and if he could potentially, color away, the white hairs in the future. Smart man. I am not there yet, though.
One of my co-workers told me if I had had kids, I would already be gray or white haired. Probably. I enjoy being an aunt. Keeps me honest and a full head of dirty blonde hair. Haha.
For the first time in my life, I am experiencing allergies. Wow, I do not wish this on anyone. The juniper is killing me in New Mexico. I finally broke down and consulted a homeopath The constant itching/irritable eyes in making me crazy. I am not in love with the sneezing or congestion either. But, the itchy eyes is what motivated me to find some sort of relief. So far, I feel much better.
I love March, solely, for watching basketball. I wish I knew other fanatics so that I could watch my game later. I will probably head out to watch it since it isn't broadcast on the local station. If only I had friends that loved this time of year like I do.
Enjoy your Saturday, your youth and living~