I made the mistake with my husband of learning how to cut his hair the way he likes it. Now, on one hand, it saves us a lot of money, as he needs it cut about once every two weeks. But on the other hand, that means I have to do it. I used to not mind. But the more I do it, the more I realize just how much I don't like doing it.

I could never cut people's hair for a living. My sister in law is a beautician and I used to think that it would be a fun job to have. But it bothers me to have my own husbands hair on me. I couldn't imagine being covered in other people's hair all day long. I will continue to cut his, just because I love him, but it still bothers me.