Funny story…
So my wife had asked me to grow out my hair which I did and I grew out my beard which I mentioned in the previous post. And, as it was growing longer and longer I kept asking her should I get my beard trimmed or wait until later? She kept telling me to wait because she liked me looking different, kind of like a low rent, unemployed Santa Claus, or a hobo with a shower.
Then, she goes away for a week to help out family, and comes back and looks at me and says, oh my gosh, cut that thing off your face.
I asked, what the hell happened in the last 7 days?
There was never a good answer other than the fact her taste had obviously changed thankfully I was able to then get it cut and get my hair trimmed, but I decided to keep the beard indefinitely at this point. Life as a hobo may still be in my future.
So this is the new me. Or the old me. Or the newer me that’s old. Take your pick.
Either way, it just goes to show you how much can change in 7 days.