Tress and I both took the day off today. It is our anniversary. 16 years ago today, I was nervous and Tress was…probably having her hair done. Stupidly, I allowed myself to go under the same hairdresser’s butchery. That twerp gave me a coiffure I would never forget. For all the wrong reasons. Thankfully he was trained to mess up only men’s hair. Tress’ hair he was much more respectful.

We dropped Kiddo off at the station to go to school, came back and got ready for a tradesman to come and fix our doors and windows. We’re putting up grilles. We’ll have a nice lunch when they’re done, and some church people are coming tonight for drinks. I wonder what sort of day it’ll turn out as I’m sneaking in a meeting to probe that “door” as well.