It seems like I only dress up for funerals anymore. I mean, I kind of hate wearing a tie. And I've never had to wear one for work. But every once in a while, I do like to dress up. It had been so long since I truly dressed up that my suit doesn't fit anymore. I only ever wore that suit to funerals, so maybe it's a good thing that I hadn't worn it in forever.
So anyway, the pants don't fit anymore, but the jacket still does. So I've started looking for excuses to wear the jacket sometimes. I think it looks OK. I should have put it on for this picture. Don't know why I didn't. I also should have worn my hair down, because I prefer it that way; but I was getting ready for another funeral. I decided to use a similar picture as my new main picture on Tinder. I've literally never had any luck on Tinder, so I thought maybe a more dressed-up pic would work better for me. Who knows. Probably not, because I'm getting old. I think I missed my window.
Just the other day, I noticed that I'm getting a fair amount of gray in my mustache. I've had some gray in my temples for some time, so I'm guessing the harsh florescent light on the sales floor just revealed something that's been there for a while. I don't think I really mind the gray, as long as it's distributed evenly. I'd take gray over bald any day of the week.
