But I Am At War With It!
It started Innocently enough. D was playing with my long dark hair when I felt him freeze.
"You have a grey hair" he announced. "Hang on, more than one".
That was it. I started scrabbling through my hair trying to find the offending greys and yank them out. I have ALOT of hair, so I figured I could pull a few out without any repercussions. Hmmmpffh.
I swear they have a mind of their own. First they grew randomly. Then they started growing ALONG MY PARTING, bold as you like. I changed my parting to the other side. So did the greys.
All my friends offered advice: "Dont pull them out they grow back wiry/faster/etc etc ." Yeah yeah WHATEVER.
Last night I was combing through my locks determinedly yanking out the grey ones, and I swear I actually caught one in the act of turning grey in front of me.
But I will have the last laugh. I've always wanted to do it but the upkeep would have been horrendous. Now I have the perfect reason to.
I'm gonna go blonde.