I'm having a bad monday. My condo association, which is evil incarnate, is making me crazy. They reportedly "fixed" a roof leak that cost me about $300 in paint and labor and who knows how much in pain and suffering. It's now leaked again. Same spot. Same damage. Oh, and the gutter problem I've been reporting for TWO YEARS? Yeah, the gutter FELL OFF THE BUILDING. It's still hanging there, threatening to slam into my window when the next storm comes tonight. I'm in the mood to kick a little ass.
But I'm trying to relax. I mean, there are other, more important things in the world to concern myself with. I'll take us back to last week when I got my hair done at a new salon.(I don't know if you read my old rant about my last stylist, but I went recruiting.)
This salon was Da Bomb! First, they had the very first comfortable hair washing bowl I've ever had the pleasure of using. My neck is always hurting in these things! Then, the bowl is attached to a chair. A chair that reclines. A chair that massages. A chair I never wanted to leave. Combine that with a woman who washes hair with a MEAN head massage and Da-amn!
Oh, and the hair cut was nice too.