Painting

I got to paint some of our porch today.
You have no idea how excited I was to do so.

But when I went inside later to clean up, I took my hair ouf of my ponytail and noticed that there was a bit of paint in it. Just a small streak - yet I had no recollection of how or when it happened. I had gotten some paint on my hands and it washed right off, so I figured when I showered it would come out pretty easily.

Wrong. I didn't even think about it, though, until my dad and I were renting a movie and I suddenly remembered. I asked if he would check my hair for paint, and sure enough, the paint was still there. My dad said not to worry.

"It just looks like gray hair."

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