Why hair is essential during the financial fast
I'm on Day 10 of my financial fast.
My weekend was pretty good. It's nice to see fewer transactions on my bank statement.
A had a date here. A friend treated me here. Friends came over for dinner and I cooked what was already in my fridge—bacon-wrapped pork roast with honey, dijon mustard, thyme and rosemary. Of course, the friends brought the wine. Later, I met up with more friends at the wonderful WBEZ hip-hop block party. We learned a lot about the history of house music in Chicago. My sister and her fellow fasters in D.C. took a flask to the club so they wouldn't spend money. (They are still in their 20s!) Megan is racking up free coupons. Amber forgot she was supposed to go to a birthday lunch with her co-workers. Instead, she baked cupcakes and explained the fast. That definitely intrigued the birthday girl.
Over the course of the week, I have spent $8 on parking. No way around it.
There's one area that I consider essential and won't eliminate—getting my hair done. I go every two weeks because I don't know how to do my own hair. Too much. Not talented in that area. I won't give a lecture or bore myself with a lesson on the intricacies black hair. These before and after pictures illustrate that I don't have the energy to strength to blow dry these tresses. Okay, Justin?