I have A Big Birthday coming up soon. The Second Half Of My Life is barreling toward me at breakneck speed and there’s nothing I can do about it. I am nervous.
Many of my friends and brothers- and sisters-in-law have already crossed this threshold. And they’re not dead. They’re doing just fine. But that does not soothe my fear of being A Mature Woman.
I can’t do anything about the passage of time, or about the way everyone is suddenly asking me to divulge my date of birth—aloud—the RMV, my doctor’s receptionist, the phone company… Really? Why does the phone company need me to tell them my birth date?
But there’s a good thing about Getting Older. I’ve been feeling more mature… in a good way. Being more okay about who I am. Deciding what works for me, and going with it.
So I was excited when I chanced upon “Project 333” yesterday while hunting for info about creating a capsule wardrobe. Wearing 33 items for 3 months? I couldn’t wait. I feel like I already have a good grasp of what works for me. Surely concentrating my wardrobe even further would make life easier.
So I grabbed my absolutely favorite things—counting several times to be sure I had it absolutely right—and they all fit magically in the front-and-center section of my closet.
Well, it’s worked for one whole day. Today I started with gray slacks, a gray pullover top with a scoop neck, and a white linen collarless jacket. Oh, and my old, tatty black-and-white snakeskin pumps: ouchie.