Wednesday, August 26, 2020

Another big decision -- have a haircut




Before the haircut
Black marker on paper
5.5 x 8.5 inches
Barbara Muir © 2020 
(drawn without glasses, so
actually not bad because I
couldn't really see.)

Okay.  So my niece is a hair stylist, whose infinite wisdom
during the 3 months the salon I visit was closed, was to
not cut our own hair.  But we did.  I cut my own bangs for
6 months badly, and Steven and I cut some of the incredible
length off my hair.  It wasn’t perfect, but it wasn’t bad.

Today I went to get my hair cut.  I was so impressed by the salon's
protocols.  They took my temperature, asked me more 
questions than they do at the airport, and all was well.  I wore
a mask and gloves, the cutter wore a mask.  

And it was done.  My regular stylist now works at another
outlet, and I will perhaps look for her, for her incredible 
precision.  But it is a very good feeling to have some of the
weighty length gone.  

Tonight’s drawing is a "before."  I walked the dog in the rain
so you’ll have to wait for the after.

Small positive events are the delight of this crazy time.

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