October 2, 2013
Doesn't this all sound like the most exciting life ever???
I talk big about making friends and getting out, but I don't. Trying to figure out why is the issue I really have to focus on. Why don't I take a quilting class and improve my skills? Why don't I follow up on the threat to join one of those "find a friend, already!" groups? At this age, am I still so afraid of failing or looking stupid that I'll sit home alone, talk to the cats - again - and reorganize my magazines and quilt patterns? This is SO DEPRESSING! I have the time to be creative, and I'm just throwing it away.
What next? Scoop the cat's litterbox. Make dinner, watch birds, read a book. I don't want to be that old woman. I'm back to feeling like Winnie the Pooh - "think, think, think......"