I really fucked up today. I'm still in a state of shock. I can't laugh. I can't cry. All in an effort to save a couple of bucks.
So, stupid me, gets the magnifying mirror out today. Yes, to check all of those lovely facial hairs. And to start tweezing the really annoying ones. The problem is I did it today. I usually save my facial grooming to a lovely, quiet Sunday morning where I'm not really in a rush to get stuff done. Huge mistake.
Once I took a look at my eyebrows I was done for. Not only did I see grey hairs (to match the ones all along my crown) but I saw many a stray hair. I thought I saw enough eyebrow hairs out of place to warrant a quick waxing. I had done it before with pretty good results. So, I said, 'What the heck?'. What the hell? Where the hell was my mind at when I placed the was strip way off center? When I pulled my skin taught and pulled the strip then looked in the mirror I almost died. Then I looked down at the wax strip. There, in all it's brown (and grey) glory was what was once my eyebrow!
I yelled to my son and asked him if he noticed anything different. He looked at me strangely. I said, "Um, my eyebrow". Then, I saw his expression. I asked him what to do and he, of course, had no clue. I immediately called my mom who was at work and left a voicemail. Then, I called my husband. I hate bothering him at work and hardly ever call him during the day; he's the one that calls me. I left him a message as well.
Damn, I was faced with a dilemma...do I wax off the other eyebrow (for balance) or wait for the now defunct eyebrow to grow back in and just draw it in the meantime? By the way, I don't use eyebrow pencils because (until today) I had pretty decent eyebrows. So, what did I do?!
I waxed it off! I am sans eyebrows now. I haven't cried yet but once I see the reaction of the rest of my family and perhaps a stranger or two, the tears will be a flowin'.
Damn, did I fuck up or what?