It's So Hard To Say Goodbye To Yesterday
Please go back and sing the title. (Reference: Boyz ll Men circa 1991)
I know this is gross, and a few of you might think there is something really wrong with me, especially one hairdresser friend of mine (ahem, B), but I need to remember this event.
Today I threw away my hairbrush.
Not just any hairbrush! No, the same one I've had since I was - and I'm guessing here because I can hardly remember my life without it - 15 years old. That's, roughly, 14 years of using the same brush. (I'd like to point out that I have not once had any hair and/or scalp issues during those 14 years, thank you.) I loved that brush. LOVED it. It went with me everywhere; Poland, where I actually thought I lost it and had to buy another one only to find my beloved a month later outside on the bleachers of the school we were staying in. I gave it a good wash and it was as good as new. (So gross, I know. Why am I putting this on my blog??) It's been to Mexico and Jamaica. It's been all over the United States of America. Slumber parties, where I'm sure it was used as a microphone. It beautified me on my wedding day. See? This was not just any brush! I am sad to see it go, but it was time. I looked at all the major drugstores for a matching replacement but only found ones with plastic handles, mine was wooden.
Goodbye brush, you have served me well.
(You can just barely see the reminenets of a sticker I put on it many moons ago. I don't even remember what the sticker said. Something clever, I'm sure. Like, "Aiight" or some other wonderfully cool word from the early '90's).
I know this is gross, and a few of you might think there is something really wrong with me, especially one hairdresser friend of mine (ahem, B), but I need to remember this event.
Today I threw away my hairbrush.
Not just any hairbrush! No, the same one I've had since I was - and I'm guessing here because I can hardly remember my life without it - 15 years old. That's, roughly, 14 years of using the same brush. (I'd like to point out that I have not once had any hair and/or scalp issues during those 14 years, thank you.) I loved that brush. LOVED it. It went with me everywhere; Poland, where I actually thought I lost it and had to buy another one only to find my beloved a month later outside on the bleachers of the school we were staying in. I gave it a good wash and it was as good as new. (So gross, I know. Why am I putting this on my blog??) It's been to Mexico and Jamaica. It's been all over the United States of America. Slumber parties, where I'm sure it was used as a microphone. It beautified me on my wedding day. See? This was not just any brush! I am sad to see it go, but it was time. I looked at all the major drugstores for a matching replacement but only found ones with plastic handles, mine was wooden.
Goodbye brush, you have served me well.
(You can just barely see the reminenets of a sticker I put on it many moons ago. I don't even remember what the sticker said. Something clever, I'm sure. Like, "Aiight" or some other wonderfully cool word from the early '90's).
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Oh, and I sang the title the first time around. Because I'm cool like that.
I am thankful for all the support friends. You truly have my back, don't you? :-)