OOPSY DOOPSY

Well there's nothing quite like ringing in the the new year with a big old "I really should have thought that through better and possibly made a different choice" type mistake, right?  

I mean, a new year can't stay nice and shiny forever.  

Might as well break it in early and just go ahead and get that "shoulda, coulda" train rollin' right along those tracks.

Yup.
This happened today.
I think McKenna's face here says enough.  But in case you were needing more clarification, when I said "Look! What do you think of your new hair-do?" She dropped her little head and squeaked out "Don't like it!"

So, it ended up a little short (read: it ended up a really awful, really short, terrible pixie cut-gone-wrong, uneven, choppy mess!).  But if you comb it just right it almost has some potential?

And it still does fit some ponytails, thank goodness!  When this piece of work really shines though is when she's sporting the morning bed head

Oh buddy.  There it is!  In all its "I really wish I hadn't done that!" glory!

Welcome 2017!

This is fitting though I suppose.  Looking back and waving goodbye to this last year, I feel like I had an awful lot of bad hair cut, "I wish I had done that differently", type moments.  Lots of times when I was surprised by myself, and saw things come out of me that I didn't know were there.  And unfortunately, I didn't really like it.

Granted, last year did hand us a few very unexpected and really hard-to-handle things.  Some of it resolved a bit, some of it has not.  

I feel like a good chunk of 2016 was in rough draft mode - lots of errors, lots of trying to cross things out, and LOTS of wishing I could go back and rewrite some things.  Lots of feeling like "this isn't how I pictured things going" and "my character and this story aren't developing in the way they should be".  Lots of opening and closing those scissors only to look in the mirror and say "dang, that still looks bad!" And by the end of the year I think I had pretty much just thrown my whole draft away and kind of accepted that I needed a whole new angle... and it was going to take a LOT of work - more work than I had energy for by then.  And so, "woulda, coulda", "wish I could rewrite", bad-hair cut-bed-head days were just how things were going to be for a while and, and that was the best I could do.  

And that was ok.

But I'm not so sure that it's the best I can do any more.  Maybe some days will still bring out the bedhead.  Those days always seem to find their way around.  But I'm hopeful that I can get better at not letting them be the norm.

Maybe try more humility, more patience, more faith, more happiness, and more love, and see if I can enjoy less pouting, less worry, less waiting, less frustration, and less regret.

Maybe have more "moving forward" days instead of "I wish I could go back" days.  

It may be some slow going, but I think I'm ready to give the scissors a rest, pick up that pencil again, and give a different angle draft a fair shot.

So 2017, here's looking at you kid.  

I've got my resources ready, my pencils sharpened, my highlighters handy, and my erasers prepped. 

I also have my hairspray and styling gel fairly easily accessible,  just in case  :)

Let's see what happens now!