We learned I want to let my hair grow.
It’s not as bad as last week, but every day this week I’ve had trouble figuring out how to fix it. I have no idea what to do with it. So I’m going to grow it into a bob. Should only take a few months, right?
We learned that no matter how much I clean and organize, my kids can undo it in less than 5 minutes.
We learned that some guys in the weight room are misogynistic jerks… but I’m going to suck it up and go there anyway.
We learned that with the right TV show keeping her still, I can actually braid my daughter’s hair.
We learned that at 11 months my “baby” officially a handful.
So, here’s to making it through another week without dying or getting fired.