On Wednesday, I had the BEST day. A group of us went to the beach (YAY!). I took Boy Terror to his last piano lesson of the year (Yay!) and I ran into someone I haven't seen in a long time (nice!). All in all, a great and wonderful day. Then I came home, and as I was washing my face (step 1 of 37 in a fight against aging) I saw something...weird. Poking out of my forehead. There was a random grey hair, two inches long, sticking out of my FOREHEAD.
With closer inspection, I found 6 more of these crazy things, each between 1/2 inch and 2 inches long. All grey, all poker straight, and all in my forehead.
What. The. Hell.
In what world is it okay for hair to just choose random, previously hair-free areas to sprout? Is this another part of aging that nobody told me about? I do not have time to inspect my forehead every few hours to make sure I'm not turning into a werewolf. This is not part of my daily routine. I do not enjoy looking in the mirror and thinking "Wow. Did I look like THAT all day??"
Someday, I'm going to run into Pierce/Anderson/Johnny and they are totally going to be thinking "Yep, she's nice, but man, her FOREHEAD SURE IS HAIRY."