I found a freaking gray hair at the gym this week. A gray hair. On my head.
I'll be the first to admit I have a bit more stress in my life these days, but really, going gray in my mid-30s. That's a little too much to handle, dear readers. Remind me to ask my mamacita when she started going gray. I know she has been coloring for oh too many years to count.
Hmph. This getting old thing sucks.