If We Were Having Coffee

If we were having coffee, I would tell you about all the little things I can’t make decisions on, and possibly seek your advice.

It started with my dilemma of where to leave my cat when I go away for a few days. One daughter has no cats, and my other older daughter has two but a new baby in tight quarters. Mister has stayed with my older daughter many times, and I have watched her two cats many times (like the year of COVID, when she lived with us for a year). So they are pretty familiar with each other, but one of her cats hisses at my cat and is not particularly welcoming. The other issue with bringing Mister there is that he has been rather shocked at this new baby and the cries he emits. At my house, Mister runs the other way if the baby should start crying. But I finally made the decision today to send him where the wild things are, with my older daughter, and her two cats and a baby. She is fine with it. Okay, I finally made a decision.

If we were having coffee, I’d also tell you about my indecision regarding which mother of the bride dress I should get for my younger daughter’s wedding. I don’t like those glitzy, blingy gowns that seem to scream ‘mother of the bride.’ I like a more comfortable long dress. I’m deciding between the garden party hippy-ish dress I love, that I’m comfortable in, that suits my not-so-perfect body areas, like my heavy upper arms. (Sleeveless is out of the question, by the way.) There are a number of those ‘mother’ dresses that I’ve tried on that my daughter likes, but I don’t. She’s okay with any one I choose, so time will tell which one it will be.

If we were having coffee, I’d share with you that Mrs. Dalloway is one of my very favorite books. I have always loved Virginia Woolf and feel connected to her. Having these tinselly silly inner thoughts about which dress I should wear reminds me of Clarissa Dalloway. Throughout the novel which takes place over a day, she is planning a party that evening. Her thoughts range from the silly day to day details of the party, to more philosophical musings about life and love. My friend in college once said that the reason I love Mrs. Dalloway is because I am Mrs. Dalloway. Not so sure that’s a real compliment.

Anyway, I need to adopt a more decisive stance in life.

What are your issues that you need help resolving? I’m here to listen.