I forced myself to take the entire Thanksgiving holiday weekend off. My ambition is to be so lazy that I stop shaving, too, and my beard slowly fills out over the weekend.
Today I walk into the bathroom, ready to shower, looking in the mirror.
Something is missing.
I grin, 'Grey.'
I lean closer to the mirror.
'Yup. There they are.' I say softly to the mirror, chin jutting out for inspection, and I see a small patch of grey whiskers.