My hair, I noticed, is not behaving. It looks okay the day I wash it and "Fix" it. But the next day it's bedraggled.
I looked on the calendar and could not believe that it has already been three months since my last permanent. No way! Why, it's been six weeks at the most.
Only not.
I'm telling you: if this time speeding by faster than a bullet doesn't stop, I'm either going to quit putting up Christmas decorations, or stop taking them down.
My monthly bills seem like every two week bills, the end of the month is here before it should be the fifteenth, and so on
At this rate, I'll be sixty years old before you know it.
Oh. Wait....
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