It is time.

As I was getting ready for work this morning, I could hear a little voice inside my head.

Well, let's be honest, I usually do hear little voices when I'm getting ready ... but this one was different.

As the round brush got stuck in my hair once, twice, three times ...

... and I lifted each section of hair to be fried in the flatiron ...

The voice kept repeating ...

"It is time."

I would have found it more annoying if it hadn't been the voice of Rafiki from The Lion King.

(Be honest, you read it in his voice too, didn't you?!)

So it is time.  Time for what, I'm not sure.  Time to chop it off.  Time to get extensions.  Something!

I wish there was way to make your hair grow longer overnight.  Like you could just wish it and it would happen.  That would be great.  Right now I'm feeling pretty impatient.

Growing this hair out is taking entirely too long.  And now it's at that gross stage ... not long enough to pony, too long to not ...

Anyway, just thought I'd share a chuckle this morning.

Oh, and to save myself some time later, here's the update on the house!

New powder room -- check!
New laundry room -- check!
New K's room -- check!
New T's room -- check!

 Now we are just waiting on some new big boy furniture for Tanner's room and we will be DONE.

And we are exhausted.

But it does look fabulous!!