Is it wrong?
That I ordered a new flat iron online (only because ULTA did not have the size in stock that I wanted) and I am so excited because it is on its way to me, and should arrive by the end of the week?
Is it really indicative of mental instability that I have already had a dream about how cute my hair will turn out once I have the flat iron? You know, because it’s not enough to just have nice hair and a good cut - I need more TOOLS to do stuff with it.
If it is a measure of my (in)sanity then I only have one response to that:
BRING ON THE CRAZY!
