This Type of Exhaustion Isn't Normal
I'm experiencing a fatigue that I've never felt in my life. For the past couple of weeks I've been so tired, so unbelievable tired, that I spend most of my day thinking about crawling back in bed. It's gotten worse in the last week and last night I feel asleep on the couch at 8. I passed (again) on the gym this morning (but my bag is packed for a post-work showing) so I slept until 6. That's ten hours and right now I'm on my second mug of green tea and all I want to do is crawl under the desk and sleep.
I do not like feeling this way. I don't have any real diagnosis except to think that maybe I've got a little bug or something. Still, it's annoying. And tiring. And I just yawned, for reals.
I did finally get my haircut yesterday and it was the most anxiety ridden hair cut experience ever, in the history of hair cuts. Due to budgetary constraints (read: being broke) I couldn't go to the salon. Pardon my snobbiness here, I know it's going to be dripping off this paragraph, but I went to Hair Cuttery and I was terrified. I walked in and told the receptionist I needed a trim and I was accompanied to the chair by a woman who didn't really speak English. Don't get me wrong, I have no problem with someone who doesn't speak English cutting my hair, provided that my desires can be accurately communicated. When she held her hair to my shoulder I almost bolted. I envisioned myself just running right out of the store. Instead, I calmly (read: frantically) held up my fingers motioning VERY CLEARLY that TWO INCHES - TWOOOO INCHESS. Cut TO HERE.
She also was about to cut my hair without even combing the part. It was all the jagged and uneven and I was like "um, can I fix my part before you start cutting?" Because, DUDE.
The cuts are a little blunt and the layering isn't perfect but overall it's a decent enough haircut and for $37 including tip it's most definitely the least expensive haircut I've ever had. The bottom line is that the dead ends are cut off, there are no random chunks of hair missing, and shit, it'll grow back.
Have I mentioned that I'm tired? Because I'm going to just stare at the computer for a while now and hope that constitutes "looking busy."
