I haven't had a haircut since before Audra was born.
This morning, I dropped her off for a half-day at daycare, went out to Atlanta Bread Company and had two delightfully slow cups of coffee, a breakfast sandwich, and a cheese danish. And I took my sweet, sweet time and the coffee wasn't cold when I finished it. I wandered aimlessly around Old Navy looking at sweaters. I could take all the time I wanted.
I think I'm beginning to like this 'daycare' concept.