Yep. That’s me. With the long red wig. My friend Teresa suggested trying on a wig as a way to see yourself the way you really look now. Instead of the same old face and the same hair, you change it up so that you are forced to look at what is really there, not what you are expecting to see.
So today I wore the wig and had my husband take some pictures. It’s kind of fun. I mean, it’s not a look I’m going to wear to work but I can imagine wearing it out somewhere. I’m travelling on Monday. I wonder how it would feel to wear it to the airport and all the way to Seattle? Would my colleagues on the flight recognize me? Would I introduce myself or stay incognito? In any event, it’s fun to play and dress up after the last few weeks of long days and overtime. Started today at 6am and worked 6 hours, which seems like a relaxing day compared to the 12 hour days I’ve been working.
So I’m going to go play with my hair. I mean my wig. Have a great Sunday!