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Don’tcha hate instructions that don’t give details? There’s this great site Blogs By Women that has an impressive blogroll. The only problem is that in order to check your blog out, they need the link above inserted in your site. Where? How? I don’t know.

Such are the perils of late entry into the wonderful world of technology! And here’s what I feel like swimming in uncharted waters:

September Song … The Preview

It’s a breezy 70 degrees outside today. The air is crisp and all the stale city summer smells have blown away. I’m sitting in a multiplex watching endless previews and thinking about the preview outside.

There’s something wonderful about previews sometimes. They can be tremendously optimistic. They distill the best of an experience into about two minutes. Good ones give you something to think about and leave you in eager anticipation.

The preview outside is doing the same. I’m bursting with energy and ideas. I’m organizing everything into bite-sized chunks (project previews?), setting ideas in motion and experimenting. Next week it may be 90 again. Summer sloth may try to creep back in – but it’s too late! I’ve seen the previews.

62 – Who Knew?

On the occasion of my 62nd birthday – well, actually, the two weeks prior to the event – I decided it was time for a short depression. I earned it. I was entitled. And I was going to wallow a bit. This was followed by a two-week celebration, so it all balanced out, and the whole experience is perhaps a perfect representations of the contradictions inherent in aging today.

I’m eligible for a pension and I’m actively building a reputation in a new field.

I look younger that I actually am, but my body pretty much functions in ways typical of someone who is no longer 40.

I have wonderful ideas and plans. I am enthusiastic and ambitious. I need a nap.

I want to travel and have adventures and meet new, interesting, exciting people. I have trouble making enough time for the friends and family I already love.

I am taking an assortment of pills every day. I am healthy and vital and energetic.

Every day brings a wonderful assortment of moods and feelings – optimism and dread live side by side. Energy and sloth emerge seemingly at will. Chocolate competes with blackberries for center stage. Wanting to cook wonderful meals coexists with lists and lists and lists of new restaurants to be explored.

Feeling invisible and cast aside (who wants the retired lady?) vies with requests from new and old clients and opportunities to spend time in the company of brilliant and exciting folk.

I sit and giggle at the richness of possibilities even as I am dizzied by contradiction.

No wonder they say aging isn’t for sissies!