Hubby hasn’t visited a hairdresser in decades. His hair has been short since we got together and he insists on trimming it himself. I help with the back and the sides by his ears but other than that he’s very self sufficient in the hair trimming department.
Last night he did his hair and I came downstairs to help tidy up. I don’t know where my mind was. The long day at work. The supper I was looking forward to. The fact that we have Friday off. Long story short the shaver seemed to have a mind of its own while my mind was wondering. It isn’t an excuse but I seem to have taken a wee bit too much off the back of hubbys hair. Of course then I had to even it out. And then even it out some more.
Words like “keep calm and don’t panic” echoed as I tried to fix this. Thankfully hubby wasn’t phased. “It will grow back” he calmly said after surveying the damage. Until then (from the back) it seems hubby has a really, really long neck. He told me he’ll need a cap for whale watching this weekend. And a scarf for the wind chill factor as the back of his head is very cold.
At least he could see the humour in it 🙂