Dying over here

I had an appointment last week to get my regular facial sugaring (waxing) done. I decided that I was going to try having my legs done and see how I felt about it. The girl looked at my legs, decided that the hair was long enough, and started on my right leg.

She then decided that I’d be better off if I waited another week. I sighed, and said fine. I had an appointment scheduled for today.

She just called me and asked if she could see me TOMORROW instead, because she’s not feeling well.

Augh! It’s 90 degrees, and I’m like gorilla woman over here. (except, of course, for the section of my right leg that has been done…) And if I cave in and shave, it’ll be another 3 weeks before I can do the sugaring thing.

*grumble*