This is how I’m experiencing “being really hairy and trying to be less so via electrolysis” right now, in labour-hours.
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1 hour/day: after-care, tending to ingrowns.
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2 hours/week and a half or so: at pharmacy, shopping for various skin care products. (I spent equiv. of 100 $ today.)
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5 hours/week: the labour-hours I worked to pay for those products.
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2 hours (this week): the amount of time it took me to schedule and wait for the doctor’s appointment, to deal with my folliculitis.
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15 very stressful minutes/day: hiding growth between treatments, via shaving/clipping. More stressful on weekends, when I see the guy I’m seeing.
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1 hour and 15 minutes/week and a half: bleaching (includes time-sharing the reeking stuff among various body parts, and showering, and cleaning up mess. High stress, high anxiety.
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1 hour/week***: relationship management (includes trying to convince the guy I’m seeing that it’s not so important I take my top off in bed + feeling angry that I can’t, not comfortably, + feeling paranoid that he’ll ‘figure it out’.
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0.5 hours/day: spent thinking about how ugly and untouchable and paranoid I feel.
Labour intensity: high, for maintenance issues. Involves the fear and shame surrounding the hiding of hair/skin maintenance artifacts and behaviours from roommates and boyfriend, too.
Time lost from other, less neurotic/self-obsessed activities:
19.8-ish hours this week . (Fine, a fair average for most weeks would be, say, 17ish hours.)
I haven’t counted the time/life costs of the treatment itself.
I’m hating being hairy, I’m hating electrolysis.
***Conservative estimate.