Don’t say I never did anything for you.

I posted a few weeks ago about my aversion to shaving, but also my bigger dislike of the effects of not shaving. Of course, your comments here, on Facebook and Twitter were all in favor of me growing a beard anyway.

Thanks.

So in the spirit of peer pressure I skipped shaving for 10 solid days, and ended up with this:

Excuse that it looks like I have been up all night, because, well, I had been. I took this picture as soon as I got home from work, and promptly got to removing what felt like a small woodland creature slowly taking residence on my face. I think if I had waited another day I would have been required to give it a name.

The experience was just as I had remembered the last time I decided to let the beard grow. At the end I thought, “Why did I do this?”

And that’s exactly what I will think next time.