Zoe currently is growing out a semi-pixie cut, but she’s also got an undercut in the back.
During these COVID times, I’ve been buzzing the undercut part for her while we let the top grow out.
I usually use the No. 1 shield when I buzz it, which means it’s pretty short.
Well, this week I was in the midst of a buzzing session, and I set the trimmer down so that I could re-pin some of the long hairs on top of her head.
I picked the buzzer back up, made a pass with it, thought, “Hmm, that really is looking short!” and then realized…the guard had fallen off.
I had made a pass with a guard-less buzzer.
!!!!
It looked like someone had made a single pass with a lawnmower in a yard with tall grass.
I felt terrible about it, and I don’t know if it was just that, or also the fact that I hadn’t slept well the night before, but when I explained to Zoe what happened, I started crying!
She was very nice about it, though (“It’s just hair, Mom. It’ll grow back.”), and she even laughed when I gave her a hand mirror to see the damage.
She opted to have me buzz the whole undercut area without a guard so that it would all be even, and it really does look much better that way.
Her hair grows really fast too, so I know it’ll only be a week or so until the undercut has reached the No. 1 length.
But still, I am grateful that Zoe was gracious about my mistake.
When was the last time you cried?
(If you just want to answer with the more recent time you’re comfy sharing, that’s totally fine! There are plenty of times I’ve cried about things, and I wouldn’t want to share why.)
I know that I cry easier when I’m tired. Sleep matters. I love that Zoe was gracious with you. What a gift. š
I believe that the last time I cried was Tuesday night. I was tired, stressed, and needing a break. I remember saying something to my husband about the dishes being never-ending. He was going to have a 3-hour break the next day between when he got out of work in the afternoon and when he had to go back in for an evening meeting and he was very gracious about me getting out of the house to take some time by myself. Alone time has been in short supply the last 4 months and it was good to have some.
YES. Pandemic life really does not make it easy to get alone time!
I cried this morning. My son let me hug him and I was thinking that he is leaving for college six weeks from today and I wonāt be able to see him every day, much less hug him. Heās normally not much of a hugger (which is why I always ask if I can give him one) but he seems to understand that I really need every hug I can get right now which, of course, makes me cry.
Aww, virtual hugs to you! I know that’s really hard.
Yesterday I visited my mother’s grave. It’s still so raw.
Virtual hugs to you. I was tearing up last night just thinking about the fact that, barring unforeseen circumstances, there will come a day when I will be here and my parents will not. That’s going to be super hard.
You know, it’s such a mental (not only emotional) adjustment. That surprised me. I keep trying to wrap my head around, “My mother is gone.” It’s like I can’t understand it. . . even though I do understand it. . . does that make any sense? (No.)
I think that makes so much sense.
I knew where this was going as soon as you started talking about the guard. Because I have done that, too. Pretty sure every person who has ever used one of those has done it.
I don’t really cry very much. Occasionally I tear up when I feel overwhelmed–like yesterday when I was sick and so hot and had kids crawling all over me. I can’t actually remember the last time I cried for real with tears running down my face and everything. I feel like I cry like that a lot less than I used to. Not sure why.
Well, I feel lucky it’s taken me this long to have this buzzer experience, then!
I feel your pain. I also cut both of my sonsā hair. I break out in sweats every time.
My husband is a police officer. Iāve been crying and pleading with God quite a bit lately. In private, when my husband and sons wonāt know. I donāt want to add the burden of my fears to his.
I’m so sorry; I know that has to be super hard.
And I understand not wanting to worry your kids; I try to save a big crying session for sometime when they are not around.
I usually cry when tired, frustrated or upset. Most times I just tear up. To me it’s a stress releaver. Last time I cried a lot was when I had to put down my sick dog. He had kidney disease. It’s really hard when your folks die! Even as an adult I felt like an orphan. My folks were involved with my kids a lot
The other Sunday our church has been doing virtual church and they were announcing graduates from preschool to college and my grandson graduated preschool and will go to kindergarten in fall. I burst into tears when they called his name. I know sounds silly but he is my first grandchild and I get to babysit him and his 3 year old sister during week and I am just not ready to let him go yet. I know once school starts it will go fast.
Thursday evening in a work Zoom meeting luckily I stopped my video before many of the attendees saw but my close work colleagues were all privately messaging me to make sure I was ok.
Iāve had a tough time at work recently with a change in management meaning Iāve lost a portion on my remuneration package through no fault of my own just āitās policyā arghhhhhh.
I wasnāt upset, just frustrated and angry and my eyes just fill up with tears when Iām frustrated or angry. I either need a new job or the management needs to change.
Job hunting in a pandemic, especially when you love your job apart from the management is super hard.
I live in Oklahoma and we had just finished āphase 3ā of restoring our state to a new normal during the pandemic; meaning we basically regained the freedom to return to church and could go shopping for non-essentials! Two weeks later, a friend was exposed to Covid-19 and tested positive. I had spent considerable time with her. After receiving a call from the Health Department and our doctor…my husband and I were self-quarantined for 14 days. I broke down and cried during the phone calls. Iāve learned to appreciate my freedom!
I cried during worship at church yesterday. It was so good to be back at church, my husband was leading us in worship, and we were singing one of my favorite worship songs of all time “Goodness of God”. I am always overwhelmed by it. Music brings me to tears frequently.