Alright, I am not going to over-write this one. I got a haircut. It's short. I'm not sure I like it yet.
I have had my hair cut really short probably three times in my life, and I have always gone back to the bob. Lately, though, that sturdy style has let me down. Whereas before my hair was always sleek and smooth and one length, it has lately gotten more and more gray in it. That has changed the texture, led to more breakage, and generally has caused it to look like a fuzzy frizz bomb when worn in the faithful bob. So, given the options of coloring my hair, using a ton of styling products on it, or cutting it short, I opted for short. I am still getting used to it, but so far I am good with it. Short is cool. If anything, I think I would want it shorter - more pixie-cut-like. We'll see. I have five weeks to adapt or not before the next haircut.
In any case, here I am capturing the moment on film. Taking pix of oneself is not an easy task, I found. (Next time, I'll ask Distance Dude or E. to help out.) What becomes abundantly clear to me from these pictures is that 1) I need to clean the mirror, 2) I look older than the last time I really looked, and 3) I have to work on my smile so I can pull this off better. Since I believe most people look inherently better when they smile, I am thinking I had better keep smiling.