To Slack or Not to Slack

I really don’t have a firm grasp on my writing this morning…so…I’ve done what I do best…procrastinated getting started…checking email…returning tweets…visiting with Facebook…that kind of thing…

I was feeling a bit guilty…a bit like I was slacking…until…Bertha…bounced in…pointing out…there was no reason to feel guilty…my activities were actually just distractions…

Well…duh…that’s the point…they were distractions that kept me from doing what I needed to be doing…

Her retort was quite interesting…at least to me who was apparently slacking…sometimes…distractions…are just the thing to turn off my left brain…so that my right brain…can do the writing…

Hmmm…I have to think about that for a minute…and I realize that she is right on…as usual…that when I’m stuck…if I leave it for a bit…and do something else…the answer usually comes to me…

Besides that…I was able to do some of my correspondence for the day…and…I saw a picture of my longtime friend’s new granddaughter…soooo cute…and…the blog is written…

So…maybe…just maybe…I wasn’t such a slacker after all…

Jane

The Ever Changing Little Black Dress…

Every woman needs a little black dress…or two or three…I’ve heard that phrase as least as long as I’ve been considered a woman…and…I’ve had my share of them over the years…that one special dress that looked really good on me…and could be slipped on at a moment’s notice…for the right invitation…

Unfortunately…I’ve seen an evolution in my black dress over the years…first of all…it ain’t so little anymore…yeah…that one really gets to me…but…it’s true…and…second…it’s not kept in a place of honor in the closet to be pulled out for a night out on the town…no…those invitations are fewer and further between…well actually…they don’t exist…and the black dress…is now used primarily for its slimming abilities…and for funerals…

I have reached the age…when the reality is…I’m aging…and so is my family and circle of friends…and with aging…comes death…I’m not really comfortable talking about it…but it does…and the need for that black dress…comes more and more often…

I’m currently without said dress…I reluctantly gave my last version away not so long ago…because it didn’t fit…and…I really need to get a new one…I saw one on a recent shopping trip…but…decided not to try it on at the time…maybe I wasn’t in the mood to spend money…maybe I was disappointed at my lack of social invitations…or…maybe I was trying to avoid the inevitable by not having the appropriate dress in the closet…

If the later was my intent…it hasn’t worked…I’ve needed that dress a couple of times already…I’ve shown up in pastel…I know that I should go back to see if it is still there…but…I’m not sure that I will…somehow…the little black dress has lost its appeal for me…as I try to hold on to life as I know it…

Jane