Shaving...

No, not my legs. That is a summer chore. In winter we all need the extra insulation, right? Please tell me I'm not the only one. Armpits are year round though, except when I feel a little French.

I started a new job today. I got it by being the only one willing to do it. Aren't those jobs just the best?? I have the privilege of shaving my stepfather's face. I am overjoyed. This is no easy task either. His beard is as thick as sticks and his skin is thinner than paper. He also does not have any teeth so I have to stretch his skin up to his forehead to make it taut enough to shave. I am so lovng my life. Today I got to dress a wound and shave an old man. Woo-hoo. The fun never stops around here.

I don't mind too much, but it is kind of funny to look at the tally list in my head of what I have done all day. (Sometimes hubby asks me-so I keep a tally to give a good report.)

Gotta go, I am working on laundry load number 4. Have a wonderful Tuesday!!