SHORT!

I got my hair cut on Monday, and you can see from my expression that I'm still deciding how I feel about it. Loved it for the first twenty minutes, started to feel iffy about it, then loathed it, and now I'm back to feeling okay again. Matt is a gem to say he really likes it, even if he doesn't. I'm choosing to believe that he does. His eternally-optimistic attitude is rubbing off on me.

Unlikely as it might seem, my thoughts about the haircut segue nicely into something else I've been thinking about lately: balance. Here, I was going for that delicate balance between feminine and practical. But what about other, more consequential problems that also require a fair degree of finesse (hair-product reference totally unintentional)?

How do I, for example...

• manage our finances so that we are neither spendthrifts nor misers?
• get enough "me time" to thrive but not become overly self-absorbed?
• simultaneously and adequately maintain my body, spirit, mind and relationships - as well as nurture, when needed, those of my husband and child?
• give meaningful service without becoming a martyr?

Moderation is a tightrope off of which I continually find myself falling.

And yet, back to the hair analogy, even if I had been way off the mark with this style (and who knows? Maybe I am.), the hair will grow (I just mistyped 'fro' - yes, it will do that too) and I will have many more chances to strike that balance that is just right for me.

So like everything else, I guess my hair and my finances and all of it are just parts of my life's grand balancing act. And though I feel typically uncomfortable with the idea that I don't have this stuff anywhere near mastered yet, I am learning to accept the learning experiences as they come - and to shy away from scissors when necessary.