Thursday, June 04, 2009

At least I got a haircut

I actually have a written to-do list. But I'm not getting very much of it done. The fact that it rained the first 2 days of my vacation didn't help. I've also been just downright lazy. Haven't left the house too much even.

I did manage to get my haircut yesterday though. I almost forgot. I ended up going back to the Great Clips on Jefferson. I just couldn't bring myself to go to the $5.99 place, and the lady I used to go too - while I really liked her, and she was thorough as all get-out (she usually took about an hour; and I don't have that much hair), sometimes it just wasn't worth it. I know several people who would never dream of going to one of these walk-in hair places, and I can respect that. But I have such an anxiety about getting my haircut anyway, and it really has nothing to do with how it turns out, that I'm just not that particular. It seems no matter how it is cut, it never lays that way again once I walk out the door. So... whatever.

The biggest thing I hate about getting haircuts from people I've never met before though, is they will inevitably ask me, "So, what do you do?" And it's not that I'm embarrassed to say that I pastor a church... but I always feel like they then feel the need to give me a "pastorly" haircut. So I try to avoid it as long as possible; and yesterday I wore my Stevie Ray Vaughn t-shirt - just to kinda say, "I might be a pastor, but please don't stereotype me as what you might think a pastor ought to look like or be like." Which is probably a really terrible thing to say (or think), but... yeah, that's kinda how I am, I guess.

Well, today I was going to get up and mow the lawn, but they came to reseal our driveway and the church parking lot. So I should probably wait a little bit. It's hard to mow without getting grass clippings on either one. Oh well, it will be nice to have that done. We probably should have had it done last year or the year before. I think it's been 5 years; and it was due.

Other than that... just hanging out; trying to do as little as possible. You know, it's not as easy as you might think. Not quite like work, but...

peace out; and in.