It Gets Dreary Quickly

So, it's January 27, and a cold, snowy, dreary winter. The hair is not helping. It's 5 weeks since my last full coloring, and only 2 weeks since I put in the few lowlights -- but they didn't help much. I am going back this Saturday for another set, but I am really wondering if they will be worth the time or money. Here's what my head looks like now -- like I really need to see my colorist!

The temples are more pronounced as well -- but for some reason I don't mind them, I actually like them.

The thought of doing this for another 12-15 months though (when I should have enough length for a reasonable bob) is somewhat overwhelming. But I keep wondering what choice I have. If I don't do this now, I stay a slave to the hairdresser and hair color every 2 weeks for another dozen years? And how will it be any easier at 70+ than now? It won't be. So I will take it one day at a time. Hopefully I will be able to treat the process like an adventure in discovering myself. Who is that woman under all that brown dye? We shall see...