These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Friday, March 17, 2017
Look how pretty!
Got this for half price at Kohls. You can't tell from this photo, but there are buttons at the shoulder. This will dress up my jeans and will work from spring all the way into fall. Color me happy.
"It's not an excuse! It's the truth!"
So a fresh-faced young man shouted into his phone. I don't know what he was trying to justify, nor can I be sure what he said was accurate. But it did strike a chord with me, because it reminds me of conversations I used to have all the time with my family in the bad old days.
I've been thinking about those awful days an awful lot. I don't know why, but I don't think it's healthy or productive. I'm thinking of resuming therapy to work through this.
But here's the thing: my shrink retired and moved to Boston. Do I really feel like starting over with someone new?
Also, I'm working hard at digging out of debt. Do I really want to add another monthly bill?
Or am I trying to put a price on health?
Hmmmm ....
I've been thinking about those awful days an awful lot. I don't know why, but I don't think it's healthy or productive. I'm thinking of resuming therapy to work through this.
But here's the thing: my shrink retired and moved to Boston. Do I really feel like starting over with someone new?
Also, I'm working hard at digging out of debt. Do I really want to add another monthly bill?
Or am I trying to put a price on health?
Hmmmm ....