I'm not sure how I managed to go this long without a haircut, except that when Anne cuts it, it looks great for a long time. And then there's another month or so where I think to myself, "My hair looks like hell. I need to get it cut." And then the holidays arrive or some other busy-making event and it gets pushed back even farther.
I can't be accused of vanity, at least. But procrastination? Hell, yes.