a new way to speed things up in the morning

It's done. My hair is gone and I am OK about it. I know it's only temporary, and really, I am not a vain person. I cringed at the beginning, but as the evening went on, it was kind of fun. The family had dinner then went downstairs to the bathroom to do the job. At dinner, I talked with the kids about how I didn't really want to do this task. I explained how I break things down into bits and give myself something to look forward to at the end, and before you know it, the task is complete. Rosalie was so pleased because her class has homework to do on this very topic - stress and breaking things into pieces. Oh yes, Mom knows a thing or two. "I'm going to use you in my homework, Mom". Sure, go ahead. I want my kids to know that everything can be managed if you take it piece by piece. 

All right, we went downstairs with the clippers, intending to give me a number 2 buzz, but once Norm got started, it was clear that all the hair would have to go. My fault, really. I had been plucking at my head, pulling out chunks of hair to amuse the kids, and I was left with lots of bald patches. The number 1 clippers went on next, then the razor came out. I had a nice shower with my fancy soap, and yes, it felt good. My head still feels prickly, but I guess that will go too. At the end of the evening, Victoria said "You look pretty good bald, Mom, but if you have a choice of hairstyles, you should probably choose something else". Yup, I certainly would agree. 

Funny bit - in the morning, Norm told me that he had awakened in the middle of the night and was startled by the the "stranger" in his bed! I don't think I'm that scary looking. What's really funny is that if I hadn't plucked all those chunks of hair out, I could have waited longer on the shaving. The good stuff is starting to re-grow. 

Here are the photos.