Showered and washed my hair, which I like to do before getting a cut.
First went to the pulmonary doctor's office to get the prelims done and make an appointment. I like to have them take my insurance info and so on, plus get a gander at the setup, before I actually go. Conveniently, it's in the same building--right across from the hospital--the colonoscopy place is and, as it turned out, there happened to be an opening for 9:30 today, so I took it.
Went from there to Great Clips, as I had a coupon for a ten buck haircut. Hmm...I've complained before that nobody does my hair the way I want it--could it be because I go cheap? (Don't answer that!) I couldn't stand the length and the color I had. I had planned to go elsewhere (Great Clips only cuts) for color, but may not. I got acquainted with the stylist, Min (born in a southeastern province of China, in this country 20 years, married to a Caucasian, no children, will be 50 in August; yes, I like to chat with people I have contact with) and darned if she didn't do a nice job on the cut. I may just keep it as is--medium brown, with about two inches of white at the roots mixed in--for a time. Sounds gruesome, but actually looks rather jaunty.
Took my pajamas back to exchange for a smaller size and finally bought some Gatorade.
My tenant, Eileen, e-mailed to ask if she could replace my mailbox; said her son-in-law would do it free. I wasn't sure if she meant she'd pay for the box and first wrote back asking her to let me know how much it could cost. It then occurred to me she probably was saying she'd buy it herself, so I wrote again and said sure, do it. Actually, I'd be glad to pay for it, anyway.