Saturday, October 24, 2015

Day off

Today I began burning off all those unused vacation days. I didn't accomplish very much -- just switched my Saturday afternoon hair appointment to Friday -- and this leaves Saturday open for errands and my movie group's Halloween gettogether.

I get my hair done in my old hometown. I've known my stylist since we were kids. Our families know one another. Which is why I think he was so comfortable unburdening himself to me.

His parents are in their late 80s, and they're fading fast. His siblings are not all equally involved in their care or their finances. It's depressing and exhausting. I know, I've been there. He knows I have. After all, he knew my mom and both my sisters.

The stereotype may be that your stylist is like your bartender, the one who listens patiently to all your troubles. Today, the roles were reversed.



2 comments:

  1. I know that I know more about my stylist's personal situation--and have for the past 2 or 3 years--than anyone she works with. It's because we have shared some very similar situations with our husbands, and in the process of dumping on her when things hit the fan for me, she told me that she and her husband had been separated for awhile at that point for the same reason things were a mess for Beast.

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  2. I've got that same type of relationship with my stylist of 20+ years.

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