I'm Beginning to Think There's a Problem

I was supposed to get my hair cut and colored today.  I had the appointment all set, and I was geared up to get 'er done.

I have to get in the mindset for a cut and color.  I can't just go in and get it done.  I have to be IN THE MOOD.

That's exactly where I was today.

Unfortunately, my hairdresser was not.  She cancelled my appointment this afternoon.

While it would normally not be such a big deal, it has fallen solidly in the BIG DEAL category today.  You see, in only nine days, we will be on a plane to Hawaii.

NINE DAYS.

It doesn't leave much time to reschedule my hair appointment, what with all the MOOD and the cancellations and such.  Not that I'm the least bit worried...much.

My hairdresser is a lovely girl.  She's sweet, and really talented. But this is the not the first time she's cancelled on me at the last minute.  As a matter of fact, it's the fourth time in a row.  I've been trying to get this cut and color since August 3rd.  Today is the 27th.

The last time I got beautified was in June, right before my high school reunion.  Since I couldn't get an appointment with my usual hairdresser, I ended up going to someone else as a walk-in client, and was sheared like a sheep. It's the closest to bald I've ever been, and it isn't something I would like to repeat.

(I know that sounds really appetizing, but trust me on this one.  It wasn't pretty.)

So, with all the cancellations and all, I'm beginning to think that maybe she doesn't like me anymore. She may be trying to break up with me, but I'm too stupid to see it for what it is.  

So, OH GREAT AND POWERFUL INTERNETS, what would you do?