Used to it.

I've pretty much given up the wig, only wearing it to church on Sunday. I can't work in it. It is too hot. Also, after one day of working with it, I caught a glimpse of myself in the rear view mirror. My hair was standing on end, and the wig itself was askew and cocked forward. I looked like Donald Trump. I've begun to wear a scarf, or a bandana. I was quite self conscious about it at first. I felt like I needed an eyepatch, and like I should be yelling "ARRRRRRGGGHHHH, matey!" but now I'm used to it. By the end of the summer, I imagine that I'll have given up the bandanas too. My own hair will be disheveled and blowing in my eyes. Oh, I just can't wait to get used to that.