But can you guess why?

I’ve been wearing my hair up in a clip since spring, and after many months of habit it became very difficult for me to wear it any other way. The tickling sensation drove me batty!

I finally let myself get talked into letting my hair down last week, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it didn’t bother me at all. Even better, I received several compliments. The clincher was when a good friend matter-of-factly announced that I looked younger with it down. That’s what friends are for. Our oldest daughter refers to her as my BFF.

I was talking to some friends last night and finally realized why it bothered me so much during the warm weather. Daddy longlegs. Our house was crawling with hundreds of these guys nearly every day for 6 months. They were falling on us from the ceiling, crawling up our legs and skirts, crunching under our bare feet in the mornings, and staring at us from every wall at every hour of the day.

Every hair that tickled my neck for those 6 months was automatically a daddy longleg. Or one of his legs, left behind a panicked flight.

Now that the weather has cooled a bit and the humidity is gone, the daddy longlegs are nearly gone from the house and my slightly insane neurosis has disappeared with hardly a trace. At least, I think so. Do I seem insane to you?

update:

Pictures?  You want pictures? On the advice of my children and against my own better judgment, here is a snapshot of me hamming it up with my long hair for the camera.  But now you’re not going to believe that part about my sanity.