When I get a little bored, I like to change up the hair. I have no idea why, but it makes me feel better. This week I chose black. Perhaps it is trivial, but sometimes a little pampering can raise the spirits, especially when patiently waiting (I swear, THIS is patience for me) for the State to finish evaluating my credits for my professional permit. I checked in last Friday and they said that it might be a good idea to check back in a few business days since they have been getting these done quicker than usual.
I think it is the unknown that is the most difficult. I either have all the classes or I do not. If I still do not know by the end of the week, perhaps a new haircut is in order.