With all the seriousness and gloom we have been surrounded by, I wanted to write something a little less serious and light-hearted.
I don’t want to use the word quarantine, but I did get a shelter-in-place haircut, or a house-cut, hey, I may have just started something. And no, I didn’t get a house-cut because Blake Shelton got his haircut by Gwen Stefani. I actually got my haircut first.
I’m the type of person that goes to a barber, haircutting establishment (I don’t want to use the word beautician) to get a haircut. I don’t have too much going for me, but I do still have my hair. I haven’t had a haircut in weeks. The barbers and hair salons are all closed where I live. And my hair looks like I could slick it back. It looked bad and it was bothering me, so we took matters into our own hands and I got a house-cut.
It turned out pretty good and it feels much better, next time we’ll get the sides shorter, but I was impressed and it keeps me from being so vain that I have to wait for the barber shops and salons to open up. I’m not embarrassed to walk around. I don’t even need to wear a hat.
And the house-cut keeps me from being too vain. Like I said, I normally am vain and go to a haircutting establishment. I even have (had) a standing appointment every two weeks, but now, who knows I may save a little money and have my haircut at home from now on. I just looked up house-cut in the dictionary and it’s not a word, maybe I’ll get credit for creating a slang word. Take care, stay safe and God Bless!