This week I have been at a meeting in the UK. I left home at some ungodly hour on Monday and now its Thursday and I am still not home.
I am not grumbling about the nature of my work as I do love what I do, however its the intensity that gets to me.
You think I am talking about the lack of breaks and downtime, well this time, nope! Its the hair thing again.
Seriously, having to wear a wig from dawn till dusk and do it for 4 days in a row, is quite frankly awful.
My head itches, I feel overheated and sweaty and I feel massively self conscious. When a wig gets tired and needs a wash or a good brush, it tends to stick out at the back. It starts to look very wiggy and very unnatural. I hate this feeling. I constantly feel the need to run my hand over th back of my head to flatten the hair to make it look normal.
I always sit at the back of the room to ensure that I avoid this being spotted.
So as the time comes to an end and I head home, I dont just look forward to my own bed, a hug from the people I love most, but also a chance to take off this goddamn wig.
Sigh!
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