My hair is just wavy and cow-licky enough to drive me nuts. It doesn’t flip properly or curl nicely or do anything I want it to do, so most days I flat iron the hell out of it. Then it looks better. I have a very thick head of hair so this takes me a while to do in the morning – sometimes ten whole minutes. But it’s worth it, as then I am nominally satisfied with my hair.
Until it rains. Then my entire head turns frizzy, as if I had just stuck my finger into a light socket. I live in a rather wet part of the world, so this happens a lot more than I would like. I have found some products that calm my frizzies down, but by no means are they completely eliminated – but that’s not what I wanted to write about.
Let’s get back to my flat iron, shall we?
I’m pretty much a ninja at using it by now. Yes, it may take those ten whole minutes, but if you saw the state of my hair some mornings, you would be amazed that I can do it that quickly.
Sometimes, however, I am a little too quick with my flat ironing technique, as I was Thursday morning. I flicked the flat iron just a bit too enthusiastically and ended up burning my face just underneath my right eyebrow. Not a big burn, but enough for me to howl something rude. And then a pale red burn mark was on my face. It wasn’t super-obvious ( I do have a fringe, after all), but it was a little tender to touch.
And then on Friday morning at work – after having very carefully flat ironed my hair at home – I was setting up for the day. I checked that the two laptop stations were ready to go for the kids who use them throughout the day by opening the laptops and ensuring that they were plugged in properly. One wasn’t, its power cord having detached and fallen to the floor behind the table on which the laptop is parked. It’s a bit awkward to get down behind there to pick up stuff, so I pulled the table out from the wall a bit as I bent down.
And I cracked my head on the corner of the open laptop, just under my right eyebrow, just about where I had burned myself the day before. Hurt like hell, it did. Again, there was a rude word or two, but fortunately it was only 8 a.m. so there were no kids around yet.
So now not only do I have that burn mark, but I also have a small purply bruise underneath my eyebrow. Almost a partial black eye. Plus I could have put my eye right out. Charming.