International Women’s Day

A  great start to today, I finished my Pussy Hat last night, I have taken the beautiful Tawnie for a walk and am halfway through the delightful Clementine Ford’s “Fight like a girl”.

Clementine’s book is funny and illuminating even for an old feminist like me from the early 80’s era of involvement in the “Women’s Movement. I didn’t realise that there was a word for what I’d felt for half of my life – “the Imposter Syndrome”. Makes a lot of sense now – I thought it was just a part of the Depression I was suffering from not a separate issue.

Some things I ponder

Is it quicker to brush your teeth in the shower with one hand and shave under your arms at the same time or do one at a time? Or brush your teeth and then shower?

Do old people in retirement villages eat lunch and dinner early because they are practicing for a nursing home timetable?

Would a catheter bag make life easier? If I had one I could stay in bed reading in the morning and not have to get up to go to the toilet. A colostomy bag would be a bit much.