I gave in.
After looking at the little gray hairs, and the longer ones too taking up rent on my head and getting an e-mail from my Aunt Pat telling me that I was doomed to a life of gray hairs because not only did my mom gray early so did she, I colored my hair. Dark blond. It was nice to get up this morning and not to see those little hairs staring back at me. The spring was back in my step and all is a little better in my world.