Friday, July 06, 2007

Sudden changes, new beginnings

I'm one of those persons who once a year (at least) needs to change her look. But doing it has always meant a break in my routine, a new beginning.
In general terms, I'm quite different to the general attitude of people. My year doesn't begin on January, 1st, but on December, 22nd. Why? Because my birthday is on December 21st. For these last years I started to feel that MY personal year starts that day, but since I don't like routines, I try to change something in my personal appearance some months before that.
For the last ten years my appearance has changed in two ways: size and haircut. The former since I got pregnant, the latter by choice.
Cutting hair is the easiest way of every person to change personal image. In my case, it's loosing some important part of me, as if I were actually cutting the bad aspects of the previous year. Yes, as you may already have understood...I go to the hairdresser's ONLY once a year. It takes me a lot of effort to decide going there. Of course, many reasons justify this. It's my only possibility of leaving behind my dark moments. It's quite difficult to define myself in terms of what do I want from a haircut. It's almost an impossible deed to find someone in whom I can fully trust the appearance I will have for the following three hundred and sixty five days.
This year I'm beyond that. I've been thinking about going to ask someone to change my image for the last three months, but I always have an excuse for not doing it. Mainly related with money. For the time being, I'm waiting for my husband to go to a doctor to discover if I need more gradation in my glasses, because after ten years of having the same glasses which are obviously part of me...I'm changing them.
It's not that I'm abandoning this faithful and loyal companions of the biggest moments of my life. I'm just evolutioning. I'm growing up, and I'm considering the possibility of having a glass broken due to the fragility of the system that holds it.
I can't believe it yet, and I won't until I have them in my hands, or better, in front of my eyes.
I'm preparing myself for such a challenge. What worries me now is what the doctor would say about my myopia. I hope is not as bad as I think, and my reddish eyes are only due to my hours in front of my computer.
I'm changing my image, as I've already changed my attitude towards life. My change of status, maybe by the end of this year, undoubtedly demands a new beginning.

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