It's been a busy day for me, but at least I've accomplished a lot -- at least tonsorially. The lustrous brown locks are gone, replaced with a more sensible haircut.
We had a minor plumbing mishap at home this morning -- the hose to our handheld shower head decided to part company with the threaded nut holding it to the bathtub spigot -- which got me out of bed unexpectedly to try to deal with it. As I said, it was minor, but a nuisance nonetheless. Leaning over the bathtub trying to fix the problem, I had a hell of a time keeping my unkempt hair out of my face.
Without the benefit of a shower, my hair -- which is very thick and exceedingly full -- was not being particularly cooperative. I brushed it back, put in a hairband to keep it out of my face, and tied off the back in a ponytail. Well, that just didn't work.
It's a nice day out, so I cracked my window as I drove to the hardware store. My hair got all up in my face because of the breeze, which was frustrating. Sitting at the red light at the end of Cummins Highway, trying to fix my hair again, I spotted the Rialto Barber Shop across the street; once upon a time, I went there every two weeks to have a trim. "Well screw this," I said to myself out loud, and I pulled into the lot behind the barber shop. I mean, this is bullshit, not even being able to keep your hair in line.
And that's how I ended up with the old-fashioned shorter 'do.
Oh, and happy April Fools Day*.
91/365 - We had a minor plumbing mishap at home this morning -- the hose to our handheld shower head decided to part company with the threaded nut holding it to the bathtub spigot -- which got me out of bed unexpectedly to try to deal with it. As I said, it was minor, but a nuisance nonetheless. Leaning over the bathtub trying to fix the problem, I had a hell of a time keeping my unkempt hair out of my face.
Without the benefit of a shower, my hair -- which is very thick and exceedingly full -- was not being particularly cooperative. I brushed it back, put in a hairband to keep it out of my face, and tied off the back in a ponytail. Well, that just didn't work.
It's a nice day out, so I cracked my window as I drove to the hardware store. My hair got all up in my face because of the breeze, which was frustrating. Sitting at the red light at the end of Cummins Highway, trying to fix my hair again, I spotted the Rialto Barber Shop across the street; once upon a time, I went there every two weeks to have a trim. "Well screw this," I said to myself out loud, and I pulled into the lot behind the barber shop. I mean, this is bullshit, not even being able to keep your hair in line.
And that's how I ended up with the old-fashioned shorter 'do.
Oh, and happy April Fools Day*.
*The real Photo of the Day will resume tomorrow.
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