As we gain years, the chemistry of our bodies changes. Hormones dwindle – unwanted hairs appear, primarily on the chin. Stubborn, tough little hairs appear on the chin. Waving in the breeze, shining in the sun, calling attention to their existence. Annoying they are. The battle with those wayward little hairs is ongoing – it is often hard to find them in the mirror (although one can certainly feel them with the fingers) so tweezing is not an effective solution. Nair seems unable to stand up to the toughness of these little hairs. Waxing is a consideration, but would I have the tolerance to let them grow long enough for waxing to be effective? I doubt it.
But there are things in this life more vexing than those chin hairs, although sometimes I doubt the truth of that statement. Dishes that continually reappear in the sink, although I have just emptied it; laundry bins that continually refill themselves, although I could swear I just emptied them; muddy puppy prints on the floors, dust on the flat surfaces, dog hairs on the sofa and chairs – husbands who think the wife should prepare breakfasts, lunches and dinners. The list goes on.
Then there are the slightly annoying, but mostly very funny things that spice up the days.
While the vexing little chin hairs wave at the world and shine in the sun and the sinks and laundry bins refill themselves, there is evidence of these little adventures – little adventures that bring a chuckle to my lips and gladness to my heart.
Another example of enough, don’cha think?