Yes, I shaved my head.
Yesterday I was wondering when I might be able to go out to Supercuts and get my hair cut. I like it short and it grows really fast.
So it occurred to me, why not just shave it?
I remembered years ago I had thought I could groom the pupsters at home. And I had ordered these electric animal grooming clippers by Oster.
I only tried to groom them with it a few times because they wouldn’t be still and the results were terrible. So I wondered if I’d kept the clippers.
Searching For The Electric Dog Clippers:
I went looking in one of the two walk-in closets in my bedroom where all things tend to eventually end up. And I found them right away.
I stood in front of the bathroom mirror and before I could talk myself out of it, I went to work.
It’s hard to hold a mirror while looking in another mirror while attempting to shave one’s head, I learned. My biggest fear was cutting my ears.
Hey, it wasn’t all that hard.
Then I got my handheld vac and vacuumed the shaved hair out of the sink.
I had to scrunch up my face and squint my eyes to see what I was doing in the mirror. (I don’t know why the walls appear yellow. They are a shade of cream I painted them a few years ago.)
My Next Door Neighbor Was The First To See My Shaved Head:
I called my next-door neighbor and told her to go to the window and look at me standing on the sidewalk. So she then came to her door, at least 10 feet away from me.
She grinned and shook her head. I turned around. “Did I get it all behind my ears? What do you think?”
She’s always known that I’m a bit unorthodox so I don’t think she was all that surprised.
Then I Contacted My Daughters:
I called my youngest daughter and told her, then sent her a photo. She said it didn’t look all that different because I keep it really short anyway. And that she might have to borrow the clippers to do Andrew’s hair.
I emailed photos to my oldest daughter, who emailed back: “Why did you shave your head?”
“Because I can’t get a haircut,” I wrote back.
She has long beautiful blond hair. My younger daughter has thick shiny chestnut hair. Doubt they’ll follow mom’s lead.
The Outdoor Air Felt So Good On My Head:
Later I went outside and sat on my garden stool and took care of some chores. There was a nice breeze and I can’t begin to tell you how good that felt on my newly shaved head.
It was still a little rough around the edges.
So an hour or so later, after I took these photos, I went back into the bathroom and shaved off small tufts of hair I’d missed. I had a little more confidence in what I was doing this time around.
It was rather liberating to take matters into my own hands actually. Desperate times call for desperate measures.
I feel more self-reliant. I’ve now ticked one other thing off my list that I can do for myself during these uncertain times we now find ourselves living in.