We Have Different Priorities

I have a girlfriend who gets her nails done both fingers and toes on a weekly basis. She has a standing 6 week appointment at the hair salon for a cut and color (notice I didn’t say beauty shop.) A visit to the Spa for a full day of pampering is a monthly tradition. She takes weekend trips to Chicago to go on shopping sprees. She buys “pieces” for her home from art galleries.
 
Now me on the other hand, my finger nails get cut and filed about once a month if that. I cut my own hair. That came about in a strange way. I’ll guess about 6 years ago I went in to get my hair cut for my 6 month trim. Yes, it was a salon not a beauty shop. I told Sandy I wanted my hair cut short.The look on her face made me think I must have said a terrible word.
 
Sandy went about her duty of washing and cutting my hair and when she twirled me around for   final approval it was as if she was holding her breath for my reaction. I said, “good, looks nice. Next time we will try for short.” She said she is always afraid to cut “short” for fear that people will really hate it.
 
Fast forward 6 months. it is time for another hair cut. I decided I would fix Miss Sandy, I wanted my hair short so I  got out my shears. I started to cut my hair with the intent to do such a horrible job that she would have to cut it “short” to straighten out my mess. Sandy would have to Fix it! Well my cut job turned out so good I was amazed. I mean we are talking SHORT, but it laid so nice. Everywhere I went for the next few days people I knew commented at what  difference my hair cut made. How cute, then they would add it makes you look 10 years younger. So you know I really loved it then.
 
Needless to say from then on I cut my own hair. As for color?? I am beginning to look like Quella Deville from 101 Dalmatians. But the way I look at it I earned everyone of those grey hairs. They use to be in the back so I never really saw them, but now…Well if you know who Quell is I am sure you can imagine.
 
Back to my comparison.
 
My friend goes to the spa once a month. I have never even been to a spa. As for going shopping in Chicago, why would anyone want to do that? I have my computer, I have my charge cards and I know the UPS man delivers here. What more would I need? Besides I go to junk stores. Junk stores rate right up there with pawn shops for great places to shop.
 
I think I have an eccentric style. I have always danced to that different drummer. my house is full of OPS. Yes that is a trend most people call shabby chic, I call it “other peoples stuff,”OPS”
 
When I was in high school my mother went through my closets and packed up a whole bunch of stuff and took it to the Salvation Army. I have no clue why she did that but it was the last time she did. I went there and bought it all back. The guy I was dating at the time, his mother worked there, she would call me and tell me they got in some stuff I may be interested in. My girlfriend,(yes the same one we were just discussing) and I would skip school and go see the great stuff.
 
I could before and still can to this day get a whole wardrobe full of stuff for what most places charge for a T-shirt. Now I ask you, who has more common sense?
 
Are you high maintenance or are you low maintenance?
 
My husband should be glad I am a low maintenance gal. But not to worry I spend my money on important stuff. Like picking up kittens from he side of the road and having to spend $1,000.00 on it to save it’s life. I know where my priorities are. I know I am a low maintenance gal. I just redirect that money to much more important things than “ME.”