Two significant things have happened this week..
I decided that at 47 years I was no longer going to reach for a bottle of hair dye and instead embrace my silver hair
Deciding to go grey has been totally liberating… to acknowledge that I’ve found enough inner peace and strength to now endure, in my immediate future, at least a year of very weird looking hair while things grow out AND to look forward to a wild mane of silver (no I won’t be cutting my hair short in a nice tidy bob) has made me feel good about myself.
A number of things inspired me to finally take the leap into weird and wonderful hairdom. First, my curly, raven haired Facebook friend Naomi (who proudly showed the world her emerging skunk stripe) and secondly, all the BEAUTIFUL women on this “Grey and Proud” group on Facebook..
I also liked this article in the Globe and Mail and especially these quotes from it..
“Long hair is typically equated with unrestrained sexuality … while grey hair is associated with being past it. … This uncanny brew in a woman is clearly a bit much for some people.”
“Her appearance sticks a finger up at the idea we women (and increasingly men too) have to look very precisely groomed to get any respect.”…. (about Mary Beard)
Yesterday had the first viewing of my home and accepted an offer
OK so I’ve had a pretty good track record in selling all our previous homes myself BUT despite the very attractive asking price aimed at a quick sale, my mind was full of self doubt. My Hobbit home had grown tired, needed many repairs and refurbishing and quite frankly my very honest list of repairs totaling $10,000, sent out to all potential viewers, was sure to deter ALL but the very serious.
But the interest came in thick and fast and I awarded the first viewing to a lovely, positive gentleman who had consistently shown interest in the property in the weeks prior to it being ready to view and yesterday he took a tour and was able to see the potential and appreciate the BEAUTY of our private and tranquil location overlooking a small private swimming/row-boat lake.
He offered EXACTLY the figure I wanted and needed and I knew it was a sign to shake on it and call the lawyer.
So now we move forward and I’m keeping my fingers crossed…