To support mental health, I decided, while walking the girls this morning, to go get my hair done today.
This was my before shot. Those of you that know or remember me of late realize this is, pretty much, my standard haircut. When I was working two summers ago,I grew my hair out. I got tired of that quick.
This is my after shot. I think it’s funny that I have a nicer smile in the first shot with the old haircut than I do with the second. The second shot is the shorter new cut. It’s a psychological thing with me. Short hair is the only thing that’s neat on me when I am not working.
I was lucky to get the appointment today, as I figured I’d beat all the people who want to come in and get styled for St.Valentine’s Day. Us old married folks, well, isn’t every day supposed to be St. Valentine’s Day?
Just asking.
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