This week, several lessons were learned.
First, red hair color goes on a lot easier than it comes out. Second, coloring over it is a theory that has now been proven false. Third, the best way to save money is not to first do a thing oneself, try to fix that thing, and then finally do the right thing, and go to a professional.
Em wanted to color her hair red. Let me preface this by saying hair color is not my hill to die on. If the kid wants to color her hair, I’m fine with it. The tattoo, she’s going to have to wait on until she’s eighteen. Hair color is not so permanent. That, she can undo if she changes her mind. Or so I once thought.
So after a couple of adventures in hair coloring this week, I now sit in the salon, while Michelle and the rest of the fantastic people at Fantastic Sam’s work on Em’s hair to return it to its natural color. We’ve been here three hours, and aren’t done yet. I really hope they’re able to pull out the red, and pull this off. Any optimism they have, is cautious.
One good thing has come out of this. Em now believes God knows best when it comes to hair color.
And, I’ve had time to work on Disengaged. I’m at a point where the book isn’t writing itself. A lot of description is required, and I’m the one that’s got to do the describing, in as concise a way as possible. So, I don’t have a ton of pages to show for it, considering how much time I’ve spent here. I am on page 292, so slowly but surely it is getting there. Once this particular scene ends, it’ll start writing easy again.
I’m only a little less anxious to get past this scene, as Em is to get past the Ruby Red hair incident. So while Michelle does her thing, I’m going to get back to mine.