Dang, that’s a load off.
It’s probably been, oh, four years since I last had a haircut. I was already overdue for one, and then COVID hit, and I’m still not entirely comfortable with close contact. So…today I finally just said screw it, found my shears, and snip-snip.
I’m sure it’s a terrible job, I could not for the life of me get things even, and it’s still long in the back to hide all sorts of sins. But at least it’s now just covering-the-neck-long, and not down-past-my-nipples-long…