These were the words I was uttering this morning when Cameron told me that my so vivid dream was just a dream. It was so awful I woke up with tears in my eyes :(
I'll fill you in....
I was going to the hairdressers to have my hair straightened (which I am actually doing tonight) and when I got there, they showed me in to the chair and ask me what I want done. I explain that I want my hair washed and blow dried straight, then for them to go over it with a straightening iron. I go over to the basin, kneel on my hands and knees, facing the sink (gone were the comfy massaging chairs I am used to) and have my hair washed. So far, so good. The next thing I know they are SHAVING MY HEAD right down to a number 2!!!!!!
I look in the mirror and start bawling my eyes out, to which my mum comes in and she begins bawling her eyes out (probably because I am.) I then start blabbering about how long it has taken to grow my hair and how much I loved it long....when I feel a touch on my shoulder. I turn around and Cameron is there saying good morning and asking me how I slept....I love that, he wakes me up to see how I have slept...how cute :) I then turn around and feel the back of my head, all knotty, curly and LONG and continue to say "Thank God, Thank God" (while continuing to touch and play with my long hair. I then realise it was just a dream, but I was quite shaken for awhile after that.
It is awful that some dreams feel so real and are so vivid, but at least there was relief when I woke up that my hair hadn't been shaved off after all!
Now I just have to make sure at the hairdressers tonight, that they straighten it, not shave it!
I'll fill you in....
I was going to the hairdressers to have my hair straightened (which I am actually doing tonight) and when I got there, they showed me in to the chair and ask me what I want done. I explain that I want my hair washed and blow dried straight, then for them to go over it with a straightening iron. I go over to the basin, kneel on my hands and knees, facing the sink (gone were the comfy massaging chairs I am used to) and have my hair washed. So far, so good. The next thing I know they are SHAVING MY HEAD right down to a number 2!!!!!!
I look in the mirror and start bawling my eyes out, to which my mum comes in and she begins bawling her eyes out (probably because I am.) I then start blabbering about how long it has taken to grow my hair and how much I loved it long....when I feel a touch on my shoulder. I turn around and Cameron is there saying good morning and asking me how I slept....I love that, he wakes me up to see how I have slept...how cute :) I then turn around and feel the back of my head, all knotty, curly and LONG and continue to say "Thank God, Thank God" (while continuing to touch and play with my long hair. I then realise it was just a dream, but I was quite shaken for awhile after that.
It is awful that some dreams feel so real and are so vivid, but at least there was relief when I woke up that my hair hadn't been shaved off after all!
Now I just have to make sure at the hairdressers tonight, that they straighten it, not shave it!

























