I got lazy, and it got cold. The result was a beard. I was never a beard guy. Had one for awhile a few years ago, didn't suit me then.
Sure is warm, though.
My wife is always one to let me know how she feels about it. (Note: she likes it)
My coworkers seemed to have their own unyielding opinions. Now while there are some who would be annoyed if others didn't notice changes made to their appearance, I'm not one of them. In fact, I'd rather not anyone make a spectacle over it.
I passed by a mirror last night and thought "yep, time to go".
Man was my face cold this morning.
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Followup: my wife was unhappy that she didn't get to see it turn into a goatee before it disappeared entirely. She likes the goatee, but it makes me want to punch myself in he face.
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