Some days it doesn’t pay to get out of bed! Yesterday was one of those days. It started out great, but things went down hill after I posted my blog and answered my emails.
Remember I mentioned I was going to cut my hair? Well, the best laid plans was the theme of the rest of the day. I have been cutting my hair with a Wrek Razor for many years. Yesterday I decided the blade looked rusted and dull. I replaced the blade with a shiny new blade. Easy peasy! Right? My Mother always said, “A dull knife is a dangerous knife!” I proved “A sharp one is also dangerous in the wrong hands!”
Remember I told you I hadn’t cut my hair throughout the pandemic, and it was over my shoulders. I will admit my fingers aren’t quite as agile as they used to be, and about half way through the cutting process, I sliced the end of one finger so deep it would not stop bleeding. I take Wafarin (blood thinner) which usually doesn’t affect a small cut. Yesterday was the exception.
I was looking in the mirror at a haircut that was quite unusual! One half of my head sported a short cut, and the other half was long shag. I was determined to finish my haircut. I decided not to temp fate again and finished the styling with scissors. Razors make better styling, but my fingers gratefully chose a safer route.
I may post a picture of the cut later, after I finish shaping it, and my finger heals! Go ahead and laugh now, I did! Accidents are stupid! Usually because we do not take the time to think our actions through. Speed is the culprit in most accidents!