a halo of fuzz

On the days when I can’t tame my hair with a morning shower, I walk around feeling blah all day. That’s the truth. Today I walked around with a halo of fuzzy hair. Ugh. There’s nothing more unnerving than walking past a mirror and seeing my hair all fuzzed out. And when I don’t get to take care of my hair in the morning, I just pull it back in a high pony tail which I am now convinced just sets me up for greater likelihood of the fuzz factor. Anyway, this grunged out day needs to come to an end. I’m telling myself that I am God’s workmanship, as it says in Ephesians 2:10. But I don’t usually feel like the daughter of the almighty amazing God when I’m feeling frumpy, gross and fuzzed out. Ha! Something for me to pray through. Hoping tomorrow will be a better day.

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