Get your brain out of that gutter.
I spent most of my Saturday off stripping the old wall paper in our bathroom with the help of my mom and wife and kids. It was actually fun. and i kinda like the new appearance of the room with just the plaster and wall board, little scraps of wallpaper and glue still clinging in spots waiting to be scrubbbed/scraped off while we prepare to paint. The old dingy room is getting a new look.
I was pondering this after i dropped Jake off at school this morning and realized a theme. kinda the frying pan to the back of the head as the Lord showed me a connection to other things.
I also shaved my moustache off a couple weeks ago. I was done hiding behind it. I was never one to believe much that facial hair meant you were hiding but, as I looked back at the past, oh, 20 years, I realize I came to Corning with a full beard, mustache, and long enough hair to tie into a small pony tail. Over the years, the hair got shorter, the beard became a goatee and then just a moustache. I would chew on the moustache when it got too long and it would smell gross at times.
So I shaved it off. My son didn't want to get in the car the first afternoon after school until I spoke. He wasn't sure it was me. People at work tell me I look good. neater. Younger. 15 years younger to be exact by the usual estimate.
And I felt better. I have dealt with some old baggage and struggles. I can't believe I carried some of this stuff around for so long. Not that shaving the moustache got rid of the baggage but what i got rid of made me appear younger.
And I didn't do it because I thought I would look better but because I was sick of the old thing. Too much time spent making it more presentable, like old wall paper that no longer serves its purpose.
Now I'm starting to wonder why a couple of people at work are growing out their facial hair. Wonder if they are trying to hide something from themselves...
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