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It’s been another busy week for our family. We are settling in with the SIP lifestyle and are once again thankful that we all still have jobs. My oldest son lost his for a few weeks, a job he really liked no, when the company all but closed their doors. He now has a new job, but it is much more of an entry level, part-time kind of thing that may go full time if they decide they like his work. But he’s making the same money for a lot less work and will do even better if they decide to keep him.
My daughter’s job is keeping her very busy and our youngest, another son, is fully engaged in finishing his undergrad work, so wasn’t earning a paycheck before covid-19 changed everything.
My wife and I are both more busy than we’d prefer, but are very thankful that our jobs are stable. We are keeping up with paying down bills and finding ways to enjoy the life we have before us.
One thing that does bug me – is this whole face mask thing. The powers at be have made enough of a case for it so I keep mine handy for the the rare trip out to the real world for some simple shopping. I realized on one such trip that I needed to do something I really did not want to do.
I’ve had a beard for a really long time. My wife of 40 great years has never seen me without one Seriously, I’ve sported this thing for that long. I used to joke that I would shave it off when I needed to look 5 years younger. But then covid-19 put us under a Shelter-In-Place (SIP) order like everyone else.
I used to keep it well trimmed but now we can’t go out to work, visit friends or stroll through our shopping. We can’t even go to church without the protection of a web conferencing app. Lacking a good reason to even trim it, I decided to let it go because, why not?
Well, you can see below how not shaving worked out. I’m going to call it my pre-SIP-2020 look with a bit of inverted inspiration from Duck Dynasty.
I was sure I’d need to be very careful because I’ve sported this thing for so long. Much of that skin hasn’t seen daylight let alone the edge of a blade since 1974.
So I grabbed my tools: a small Remington AA battery powered trimmer, my 5-blade Harry’s razor, a comb and a wash rag dipped in really hot water to soften the turf for deforestation and went to work.
My goal of this follicle carnage was to make my new light-weight beard fully fit under the mask.
I will confess to a short, “What have I done ?! ” moment but then decided that it didn’t look half bad if I covered it with the N-95 mask, and noted that clearly I had waited too long because the 5 year credit on my appearance must have expired. I still look old.
Long ago I learned about beards and respirator masks and how they really don’t get along very well. The mask doesn’t seal correctly when a beard is in the way. All that hair allows bad air to seep in or out around the edges. I learned this the hard way in the mid 1970s while doing a summer job in college that involved painting the insides of large ship tanks.
If you’ve not seen that story, it’s a good laugh and an interesting visit to a situation few ever get to see – the inside story of what is involved in building a navy ship. If you’re looking for a quick fun read, here’s the link: Adventures in the Ship’s Tanks.
Okay, stay safe. I ‘ll be around soon to check out your coffee share, if you posted one. Thanks for stopping by.