When I Am Old

Hi, yoga outside last night was great. She kicked my ass as usual and I love it. Not saying what that might say about me but remember sensation is a distraction skill. Huffing and puffing and distorting your body into strange positions keeps your mind off of other concerns. When in yoga I spend a lot of time worrying about keeping breathing and not falling over!

I think you folks knew my yogini bought my car when I decided I was going to be too dangerous on the roads. My husband came upon two tires that fit that car when he was straightening up the garage.

I took them to yoga and told everyone I had come to exercise to get rid of my spare tires! Giggle. Giggle. Get it? Exercise? Spare tires? Oh, well…..

Moving right along…

This morning I put on what I thought (“what I thought” being the operative phrase here) were brown pants, brown shoes, a pink top, a pink sweater (one without chocolate on it….I think) and a brown, pink and red scarf. I got out into public and I had on plum pants and a burgundy, pink and red scarf. Crap!

I was able to ditch the scarf but all day I still felt like a fashion dunce. I have always color coordinated. This is not good.

I have already talked about the app I got for identifying colors. I may have to start using it. Although they put out a disclaimer saying it is not a scientific test, this and that, I did not do so well on the color perception test at igame.com/eye-test. There is also a link through the Popular Photography site (www.popphoto.com/whats-your-best-score). My best score was a 9. That suggests only moderate skill in perceiving color. I had not realized I was so bad. I may have to get myself a personal dresser.

Anyway, I was thinking the Red Hat Society might have the right idea. Make a virtue out of deficit. The Red Hat Society is a group of ‘mature’ ladies who have adopted a poem by Jenny Joseph. The poem is entitled When I Am Old but I don’t think people remember it that way.

How does the poem go?  “When I am an old woman I shall wear purple with a red hat that does not go….” I suspect you have heard at least part of it.

I would like to propose a theory: the old woman in question had macular degeneration and could not see the difference between red and purple. She thought she was color coordinated! When someone pointed this out to her, she said she knew that (yeah, right) and she was purposely exercising her age-given right to be eccentric!

How do you like that for a theory? I like it. I am not going color blind, I am a delightfully eccentric old woman. That is my story and I am sticking with it.

Now all I need to do is find a chapter of the Red Hat Society.  [Lin/Linda here: Sue and others, click here to find a chapter of the Red Hat Society near you!]

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