Have you ever left something undone so long that now the the thought of doing whatever it was that was left undone is now twice as unpleasant as it was before? That’s how I feel about my “vacation beard”. I was going to let it grow for a week, just to see what happened. That week grew into two, which is now up to three. It’s thick enough that I know hardware other than a bic shaver will have to be involved. It will be electric, silver and noisy. I will likely try to do it in the morning, half awake. I will most likely leave a large patch of shubbery on my face and not notice it until I get to work. You now know the source of my fear. Pray for me.