Today I went outside to sit on the steps in the sun and pluck my eyebrows.
This is the type of thing you can do at 10 a.m. on a Wednesday when you are funemployed. Beats working.
I don't know if it is age, or hormones, or what, but my eyebrows have begun bushing up at an alarming rate. One of these days I fully expect to awaken looking like Andy Rooney.
But that's not all. Oh gah, that's not all.
While I was peering into the 10x mirror and plucking and plucking and plucking and plucking, I noticed a tiny, thin hair that had gotten stuck to the side of my nose. It was about half an inch long.
I moved my tweezers over to remove the hair.
Ow! It was stuck.
That's because it was attached. It was growing. Out the side of my nose.
What kind of awful new world have I entered where half-inch long hairs can grow out the side of my nose? And here's the best part - I didn't even notice until it was half an inch long.
And Jumping Jiminey - WHAT OTHER PREVIOUSLY HAIRLESS PARTS OF MY BODY HAVE HALF-INCH HAIR THAT I DON'T EVEN NOTICE?
This is gonna keep me up at night, I just know it.