Cutting back
Jun. 29th, 2021 04:57 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
offcntrIt's a little thing, but it felt important. I had a show coming up, my first (besides Market) in a year-and-a-half. And my hair was literally standing on end.
So I scheduled a haircut.
I'd gotten through lockdown cutting my own. My hair grows straight for a little bit, then gets super wavy, so I would grab a lock with one hand, clip just above the curl with my sewing scissors. Front and sides I could use a mirror; for the back, it was hair by Braille. (Trimming Denise's bangs was much easier.)
But now, we were vaccinated. Risk levels were low, trending toward 70% vaxxed. I called my favorite barbershop, over by campus, and scheduled the two of us for a cut. I've been going to Red Rooster since my Craft Center days, after a bad experience from a nearby shop. They were simple, efficient and quick. I was looking forward to seeing Jim again.
Turns out he'd retired. A year and a half ago.
Do you know how hard it is to describe how you want your hair cut when you haven't had to think about it in 30 years? We finally managed to communicate our needs to the barber, who did a reasonable job, although I was finding little stick-out tufts that needed trimming for the next few days.
And I'd forgotten about the front steps--five of them, concrete. I had to help haul Denise up, her knees being uncooperative that day. There is a wheel-chair lift, or at least there used to be. Looks like it was vandalized years ago and never repaired.
Sigh. I think we need to find a new barber. There's a family-owned shop just down River Road from us, and it seems to be at street level.
So I scheduled a haircut.
I'd gotten through lockdown cutting my own. My hair grows straight for a little bit, then gets super wavy, so I would grab a lock with one hand, clip just above the curl with my sewing scissors. Front and sides I could use a mirror; for the back, it was hair by Braille. (Trimming Denise's bangs was much easier.)
But now, we were vaccinated. Risk levels were low, trending toward 70% vaxxed. I called my favorite barbershop, over by campus, and scheduled the two of us for a cut. I've been going to Red Rooster since my Craft Center days, after a bad experience from a nearby shop. They were simple, efficient and quick. I was looking forward to seeing Jim again.
Turns out he'd retired. A year and a half ago.
Do you know how hard it is to describe how you want your hair cut when you haven't had to think about it in 30 years? We finally managed to communicate our needs to the barber, who did a reasonable job, although I was finding little stick-out tufts that needed trimming for the next few days.
And I'd forgotten about the front steps--five of them, concrete. I had to help haul Denise up, her knees being uncooperative that day. There is a wheel-chair lift, or at least there used to be. Looks like it was vandalized years ago and never repaired.
Sigh. I think we need to find a new barber. There's a family-owned shop just down River Road from us, and it seems to be at street level.