The End Is Here...

My beard and I had a lot of good times together, but since the sabbatical has started, it was time to say goodbye and move onto a new beard. Here are some pictures of some fun I had shaving it off along the way.

Just a bit of the mustache trimmed. I know
 it doesn't look like I did much, but hey,
this is scary... baby steps.

Starting to notice a bit more missing yet?

I just don't even know...
just because I could I guess.

The aftermath of such silliness.

Katie's contribution to the shave. But she
really did not like that mustache...

... so it was the next thing to go. 

And that's how I went out in public to go rock climbing.
(hence the shirt change)
But the shave must go on!

A little off the side.

And now a lot off the side.
Think I could pull this off as an everyday look?

I like to think of this as my beard "waving" one last goodbye.
And now the final stretch.

Shorter...

... and shorter...

... thinner...

... and thinner...

... until finally...

... it was gone.
The end is here. Sad day.

Katie and I are both sad to see the beard go, probably Katie even more than me. She now calls me "comic book Brandon". But hopefully I can get past this awkward beardless stage quickly. Here's to year full of beard-filled adventure! 

Cheers