Hair spray of a different sort

So today, I started removing projects I fully intended to offer for purchase.  Wooden drawer units that would have had legs added and stenciling, paper mache boxes of odd sizes, little trunks that were to be papered, and lots of odd smalls.  They have been here too long, no activity, time to let go.  Many folders of various colors, expandable pockets, office supplies and a lot of pastel parchment papers we used to make cards with went too.  Where did it all go?  The same place unruly projects go, to the burning bin.  A good day for a fire since rain was threatening and a fine drizzle was falling.  Unfortunately, it did not wet my hair enough to prevent a good scorching.  It's happened before when the wicked wildness was just flying in the wind, but this soft and flat menohair was stuck to my head.  I have no idea how it happened, but I heard the crinkling noise and then smelled that awful awful odor.  Both sides now have a short layer on top.  It's a good thing that I finally colored my roots and did NOT have the alcohol based magic marker on them.  That would have really cropped the locks at the roots.  I brushed out the crinkles and broken hairs, then trimmed the rest, but the smell was still bad.  Shortly after, my sister calls with a heart related issue that needed to be checked, so I called the EMTs and they recommended a ride in the wagon.  So now what?  She was not in any danger at that time but I surely was not going to wash my hair before leaving, so .... Febreze.  The mist is very fine and similar to a hair spray, although not its intended use.  As we were sitting in her ER room, my husband kept leaning toward me and sniffing.  He said the Febreze helped.  A little. 

 

Hopefully she will be home tomorrow, all will be well, and my hair will be freshly scented from lavender shampoo. 

 

Craft room reduction will continue, but I plan to wear a hat during the bonfire.

 

Have a great Sunday.

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