A few weeks ago I had put some red in my hair, and I decided tonight that I hate it and dyed it back to black. My hair is close enough to black that You can only tell when I have roots grow out in the sunlight. For years I have dyed my hair without gloves, afterward washing my hands with Softscrub and it's fine. Today, that's a no go. My hands are still purple. -__- In the last year, I have found 3 grey hairs. Somehow I'm fine with that, but I'm having fun naming them. The first I named after the exhusband, the second after my job. The third I just kind of name, "well, shit..." elipses and all.

I have been contentedly lazy lately. I took a mini vacation this week. My real vacation is later this month, heading out to Colorado for a couple of days. I'm excited, but I have to leave the dogs at home. :( Jordan is going to watch them, but I wanted to take them.

I might burn down my house rather than buy it. The whole thing is so complicated. My brother owns the house and I've been renting it from them. They have a special needs daughter, and get SSI and the equity in the house is going to cost them the disability money for their daughter. Selling the house to me is proving difficult though because getting the money from the sale is problematic for their benefits as well. X_X I need a storage unit to put my stuff in while my house burns to ashes.