What is it that Frank Sinatra sings, That’s Life…… ? Thursday here and almost through a busy week. This world of 2 part time jobs and a volunteer commitment and a few left over writing projects is making for chaos. Today is a half and half day. I’m presenting (for free!!) to a group of nonprofit directors, topic-blogging for nonprofits. Then I switch over to my new job working in the aging caregiving business. Tomorrow is my retail day. Saturday? I think I’d like to sleep all day.
This isn’t really a post, as you can see, but rather a rambling bunch of words designed to reassure you that things are back to normal. Or me.
Next week I start a more normal routine without all the little side activities I’d taken on over the last year or so. Just straight work. And, for the October I think I’ll live without online dating. It will make a serious dent in my ability to find fun stories and winge and cringe about men, but it will be a welcome break. I’ve gotten invites to 3 events that I am thinking about attending, alone. I know that I’ll feel a bit uncomfortable at one of them but screw it… I’m going. It’s a big deal college alumni event at a very classic estate nearby and I can leave at any point. I always feel that I have to go to events as part of a couple, so I am missing out on a slice of life that I would like to participate in. I’m a skilled public person so it’s not about lacking conversational tools or being afraid of being out alone at night. It’s always been about looking awkward alone-I think it’s easier for men to do this than women. And, I realize that I’ve bought into the cultural myth, ancient as it is, that women should be escorted. That’s a revelation I just had…this moment, wow.
As I head into the weekend I have few obligations- lunch with my brother and his wife and later a get-together with a few good female friends. Maybe as I sort through the clutter on my desk I can sort through the clutter in my brain! Ha, that’s a novel idea.
Happy weekend to you all. Big plans, anyone?