Good Afternoon!
Errands done. Almost. Alas, no haircut. I stopped by my usual barbershop, and as I peered into the door and saw all the "waiting chairs" filled, my regular barber turned to me and said, "One hour". Nod. So, then I headed down the block to my "sometimes" barber. All the waiting chairs were filled there too. And then I checked out the barber two doors down from them... Same story. I guess if you can't be out and about on a gray, gloomy, chilly day, you might as well spiff yourself up.