Haircuts!

When this endless quarantine began, Andrea had just moved into a new salon close to where we live. After a couple of months of quarantine, hairdressers were allowed to open for a few weeks but were closed down again when the numbers in this county started climbing again and we were put on the state 'watch list' and many businesses, including Andrea's were closed down again .Once again we really didn't know what was happening, who was allowed to open or under what circumstances.  We were chatting before a Zoom class when I told her that we were getting a bit desperate...especially John...for a haircut. She said she  had been given permission to travel to do backyard haircuts and offered to come to our backyard. We instantly took her up on the offer and she came this morning. She also does haircuts in her own back yard, but lives in Windsor so we opted to have her come here.

We were very lucky that the weather had cooled off a lot overnight because even with an umbrella, our garden can get pretty hot in the afternoons. We are both very pleased with our new haircuts, accomplished before the sun came out.  I was particularly happy not to have to drive all the way to Windsor with twelve stitches and a compression bandage on my leg. 

I was also pleased to hear this afternoon that Joe Biden has announced our own Kamala Harris as his running mate. She grew up in Oakland, went to Hastings law school, affiliated with U.C. Berkeley, was Attorney General for the city of SanFrancisco and went on to become a United States Senator. I think she is a wonderful choice for running mate for an aging fairly conservative Democrat. I'm sure the Republicans in general and Trump in particular are sharpening their knives and readying for battle, but the fact that she is an accomplished Black/Asian Indian woman who knows how to conduct herself in a court of law or on a Senate committee will take a lot of the wind out of their sails. 

Despite our new haircuts, John and I are both feeling inexplicably tired this evening. Despite the fact that our lives are proceeding fairly normally, I can't help feeling that the uncertainly abut everything is taking its toll somewhere in our subconscious....