Am I fabulous? Am I keeping myself strong both personally and professionally? Pulled together? Sharp? Am I doing what I want in ways that are sane, fulfilling and that mark me as a woman who is handling her sixties with grace, style, wit and proper modesty? Am I continuing to grow, keeping my head and heart and body strong and functioning, or am I just — well, you know — just another NOT fabulous women.
Let me share some feedback.
Scene one: Doctor’s Office/Having yearly physical.
Nurse: Now, try to remember these three words: Table, Apple, Fence. We’ll come back to those in just a few moments. Blah blah blah for 5 minutes.
Nurse: What were those three words?
Me: Hmmm… was Apple one of them?
Review: Mixed, very mixed.
Scene two: Doctor’s Office/Yearly physical
Doctor: You still weigh 105+ (feel free to guess, I am not sharing).
Doctor: It is great how your weight is so stable.
Me: Thanks, said softly
Me thinking: stable is good — 5lbs less than this stability would be better.
Review: Pretty— good.
Scene three: Home, Bill searching for his newly opened cookies, myself reading in bedroom.
Bill: Honey, where are the cookies?
Me: In the closet – near other crackers and cookies.
Bill: No they are not.
Moments later, Bill continues… Oh, wait, they are in the refrigerator – you must have put them there.
Review: Mixed, very mixed.
Scene four: My Home office/Call with new business partner to discuss new offer to potential joint clients.
Partner: Sounds good Pat – use your judgment with making the offer. We’re both flexible.
Me: OK, will keep you posted next week.
Me, post call: rethinks proposal and writes email to partner discussing next steps.
Review: Really good, quick, professional job.
Scene five: Home Goods store.
Me: Looking around for something for my house that my decorator says is “a must”.
Other shopper bumping into me: Oh sorry miss, I didn’t see you.
Me: Glowing having heard “miss” – oh no problem.
Review: Probably better than mixed – at least I wasn’t shopping in an outfit that marked me as “over the hill” or “helpless and lost” – which in Tucson is a VERY low bar, trust me.
Scene six: Home, Arizona lizard on the loose inside – small but still a lizard.
Me: Damn it – that makes 4 tries with no lizard caught – trying to do the drop the cloth over the lizard and grab him strategy suggested by those who help me run the house.
Me: Oh the hell with it – I will get someone else to catch the lizard.
Review: Delegation – getting better at it all the time.
Summary review: Hanging in at times by a string and at other times fantastically. Consistently Fabulous may need some revisions to its definition. Either that or I have to keep finding more people to delegate everything to except when I am feeling the urge to work on something that was always my long suit – which is hardly every day. I am close to ready to give up trying to be fabulous on things I never was fabulous at to begin with. Time to take a nap and think it all through. Or at least time to take a nap.