Ten minutes to write. Less time to read.

I’d planned it all summer, especially as I went to physical therapy twice a week, endured extra visits to my doctors, and did exercises at home to solve various physical problems.

“IT” was a make-over that included new cosmetics, someone to teach me current techniques in applying them, a haircut and perm, a massage, and a mani/pedi. Oh, and new highlights for my graying hair.

I’m half-way through the process, and what I’ve learned is that it’s time consuming. Granted, purchasing new make-up and getting a perm are one-time events, but learning how to apply concealer and eye shadow take time and practice. The same goes for formerly straight hair that is now markedly curlier. And shorter.

Next week I’m getting my hair colored. The process my stylist uses doesn’t color the gray; rather it adds highlights to what would otherwise be mousy brown where the gray hasn’t intruded. It’s another one-time event, rather than a daily task.

I do this make-over thing every couple years, because styles and colors change. I need to change too, because I don’t want to look like I did in high school. Even if the beehive hair-do returns.