Late Night Hair Cuts
I think having your hair cut is quite a personal thing. There aren’t many people who touch our hair really are there? We do it ourselves, except for visiting the hairdresser occasionally. I don’t even do that. I find it hard to let go, and am often disappointed with the way it looks. I think the last time I had my hair cut was about 18 months ago. The length is probably a giveaway!
My little man is a nightmare at the hairdresser. Well, once upon a time he was really good. We had a lady who had her own salon and was really relaxed with him. It was great but then she had a baby and closed. I tried lots of other places but he’d scream and fidget, no matter what we did to distract him, even watching Peppa Pig on YouTube! We still got his hair done, but it isn’t a nice feeling to feel that you’ve stressed your baby and yourself out and had to pay for the pleasure of it.
I wasn’t too worried at the start of lockdown, because Lee, Joe and Barn all got their hair cut literally a couple of days before, so I thought it would last. Stanley had an appointment for the first day of lockdown which of course was cancelled and we watched as he steadily turned into a mop. Katie and I decided not to worry. She hasn’t even been able to have her hair dyed recently, which is currently purple, but is fading to a pretty pink colour.
Of course though, lockdown goes on and hair doesn’t stop growing. Over the last few weeks we’ve started to do the kids ourselves. I say we, but I was too nervous so I just watched and Lee did a great job. He started with Stanley and only used scissors but got it looking a lot tidier. The next week we got some clippers and he did Joe’s and Barn’s. I’m not kidding, they look as good as if they’d been to the barber. Then Stanley got another go, and sat brilliantly, not only for the scissors but for the clippers too! He looks so smart and so much better for it.
Of course with Lee doing everyone else’s hair there is no one to do his. I didn’t want to offer, because I didn’t want to mess it up or for him to say yes to save my feelings. The other night though, he asked me. I was so nervous. I’ve never cut someone’s hair before and I’ve never used clippers and yet I was so touched that he asked me. Haircutting is quite intimate, and despite being married for over 19 years, it’s not something I’ve ever done, or ever thought I’d do. It was strange, and yet lovely.
Bearing in mind it was 11pm, the lighting where we were doing it was more subtle than functional and we need proper scissors, I don’t think I did a bad job. With the boys, we were on proper lockdown, so if it went horribly wrong, no one would see them the next day, besides us. With Lee, I knew he had to work the next day and I didn’t want to mess it up!
Thinking about it, it’s just another thing I can do now I don’t drink. There is no way I would have been able to do what I think is a good job had I had a few drinks. I might have tried though!
I have a couple of sore fingers because my coordination is clearly a little lacking, but I reckon with practice I could actually quite enjoy it. I don’t think it’s a career change for me, I’m not sure I could cope with the stress of cutting other people’s hair, but think of the money we could save if we don’t pay anyone else to cut hair for us in the future!
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