So, I’ve decided to participate in the World’s Greatest Shave. I’m registered and have some jolly wonderful sponsors – thanks to those fabulous individuals that have donated and/or pledged a donation.
Every now and then I get a bit nervous! What am I going to look like with a short fuzz of hair crowning my head? Will I reach my goal? Will I get stared at? Blah, blah, blah…
And then… I’m excited by the prospect. Especially when I get a new sponsor or pledge, they spur me on, put a smile on my face, increase my determination. What quirky headgear can I wear to counteract the nakedness? How good I will feel to know, that I have made a difference, even if it is just a little bit.
The good fund raising ideas swirl around in my brain, putting them into action is another thing. Tonight I popped over to my local shopping centre. One raffle prize, two contacts and one outright no – I have but started! Tomorrow I will be following up with the Woolworths store manager, wish me luck – I’m hoping for a positive outcome. Centre Management want me to leap hurdles set at a suitable height to make my legs stretch but I am determined.
Slowly, ever so slowly I am striving towards my $5000 goal. Only two months to go, fingers crossed the dollars roll in. Thanks to my wonderful work colleague ‘Chocolate Eaters’ who are supporting me as only chocolate eaters could – by ‘eating’ chocolate.
The irony is that I actually like my hair as it is… Easy care, wash and wear, scrunched up curls – such a nice change from the ever painful task of straightening the strands to a smooth, sleek style.
The idea is to ‘go natural’. That is – once the pruning has been accomplished, my hair will be left to grow naturally – by that I mean no dye! Heaven forbid, it is going to be a shock, so get prepared for the salt and pepper silver grey that I feel certain will grow lustily from my hair follicles.
Can I do it? Who knows, but that is the plan. Please be kind.
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