On Sunday, my head was really itchy. Being the mum of school-aged child I thought I better check in the mirror and see if there were any critters in there. I didn't find anything but saw just how bad my roots were. I was toying with the idea that I should just go au natural and let my dirty blonde color grow out. When I saw a couple of hairs that didn't have any dark roots.
"How weird that those couple of hairs never grew so the light blonde stayed in the whole length," I thought.
Hold on. That doesn't make sense. Why would I have hairs that just don't grow. Maybe they're just naturally platinum hairs, really fair like I had as a kid. It's possible that I had a few of those. Then it hit me. Oh. My. GOD! No, it couldn't be...
I pulled one out. Oh god, it was. A grey hair!
Now, it shouldn't be a shock. My dad went grey young. My grandmother went grey in her 20s. I quite like the silver hair look. George Clooney is hot. I even like silver-haired women. Or so I thought, until I saw that grey. I couldn't have grey hairs. I'm young, really young. Grey hair looks good on other people. Like Skip's nan.
This grey has come at a bad time. I turn 36 next week. It can't be possible that I'm four short years away from 40. I'm now officially in my late 30s. Again, I'm not one to be scared of aging, I'm more scared of not aging. It's just sometimes it gives you a shock that time is passing so quickly. In my head I'm like 26, actually I could even be 19.
So there you have it. Late 30s, wrinkles, grey hair. I never thought it would happen to me...
So tell me, have you found some greys? How did you react? Is it time for me to get a purple rinse?