No Hill but a Stroll Through Downtown

I don't mind paying a few dollars to park when I have a hair appointment at the school. I  did last time because I think the prices went up for the parking area I normally choose and I was upset that the dippy girl who didn't give an F cost me an extra $20.  I couldn't stand the thought of going to the school that's actually near my home because that place is just a mess.  

I parked at a shopping center over a mile away and walked to my appointment this morning.  It was actually to wax my eyebrows.  It wasn't raining and I thought this would be a good walk.  It was.  I'll be doing it tomorrow when I get my hair cut.

There's a grocery store or little shopping center not too far from where we would have had our Milwaukee office if the pandemic hadn't hit. I had looked around the area and found the shopping center 5 years ago.  I wasn't cheating by parking it and then walking away. I got my free Starbucks and I did buy a few items at their Pick n' Save even though people on Yelp said it's the worse one.  I checked the expiration dates.  Guy helping people with the do it yourself check outs was helpful.

I got to walk past the old building where I used to work before I ventured out to the county I never want to step foot in.  I missed the people that I had worked with at that office, I was there for almost 4 years and I felt more in step with them.  

Normally an eyebrow wax takes maybe 20 minutes or so with a student.  I thought cool. I can lie down, flinch a little bit when they rip the wax off my hairy brow and go on my merry way.  This was some weird stuff and I don't mean that in a mean way. I was like what the heck is this?  I was about to lie down and she wanted me to sit up.  Why?  I like lying down. I like closing my eyes and pretending I'm in a far away land.

She explained that she prefers to wax eyebrows with the person sitting up.  I hope that's the only area that does it like that.  She explained something about gravity and I thought gravity already happened.  I'm ok with it.  I don't mind.  She did some weird thing with measuring and mapping with tape. I looked like I was getting a surgical procedure when she showed me the mirror.

And this is why lying down is good  - what do you know, she asked me to pull my bangs back with my hand so that wasn't relaxing.  I kind of found myself with a stiff neck.  I wanted to lie down.  Have I said that yet?

This exercise is weirdness took 40 minutes, making me very glad that I cheated the parking gods today.  It was ok.  I feel better.  She was nice.  It was kind of goofy to me but I'm ok with it. I felt a little flustered when I checked out and she's giving me all these instructions on things I can do if my eyebrows get inflamed.  I am really hoping the hair cut goes better. Nice student but I don't want to do that again.  I like to lie down. I don't like a bright light in my eyes either.

I almost have my 20,000 steps for the day. The rain monsters hit again just as I got my Starbucks and hit my merry way. I drove through part of Bay View.  I'm happy to see that there are businesses to help a good community.  It was just so weird to me when I started with the job that I did back in 2002 and was told hardly anyone lived in Milwaukee.  You should be living in the suburbs. I thought screw you all. I was ok with it and I only moved because they had to move farther out.  And now their kids want to go live in Bay View or the East Side because it's the thing to do.  Well if anyone wants to get a taste of working class struggles, come pay my bills then.  It was like when did this all become cool?  I had found a place for my friend's daughter who wanted to get out of the living situation she was in Bay View but I suspect it wasn't "Bay View enough"  It was actually closer to the airport and she wound up in a different part of the state. 

I got our mail in ballots in the mail.  Feels good to have voted and feels really good to voting for another woman again.  I'm hoping it turns out better this time.  I am almost done with Hunter Biden's book.

Well, we'll see what strangeness I get with my hair cut tomorrow.  I just want to see again.  No more Cousin It.