J.R. Johnson

This morning I did something that I don’t do enough: I wrote a thank you note.

After a year and a half, Mr, Man has an appointment with his barber this afternoon. (After a year and a half of decent but time-consuming cuts by yours truly, I think we’re all pretty happy about that:) Sending along a card felt like a good idea.

As I’ve mentioned, it can be hard to know exactly what to say and easy to let the moment pass by, but I gave it a shot.

Here’s to letting folks know that what they do matters.

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