I skipped out in the middle of the day to meet with my Women's Circle. I had a web page and a lab summary on the agenda, but put both off in favor of a little socializing.
This group is officially a year old next month. We're a diverse group that get together hit-or-miss once a month. We meet for lunch and conversation. No expectations beyond that.
But we all learn so much from one another. I'm the youngest so I am always looking for a few tips on how to deal with what's ahead of me.
Our most colorful member is an artist in her sixties. She relishes life and makes no excuses for her eccentricity. She's also quick to advise me that all the latest health kicks are a total waste of time.
As she dined on cheese sticks with raspberry sauce--washing it down with a glass of wine-- she suggested I live like I did when I was young. I should drink when I get thirsty and eat when I get hungry and the hell with the rest of that mess.
That just sounds entirely too simple to work.