I joined a knitting circle...and other nonsense

So in following with my new pledge, that I will try something new every week until I move back to L.A., I have joined a knitting circle. Well, I don't know if I should really call it joining, as the group meets once a month, and I plan to move in January, giving me only 1 more opportunity to participate with the group...but regardless of actual attendance, the main thing is that i actually joined a group of 50-60 year old housewives, who gather for coffee, gossip, and knitting on the first friday of every month. I have to say, that even though I only know how to knit, and not perl...and I can only make squares and retangles, the whole idea of sitting around for a few hours with a mocha and a bit of gossip isn't so bad. In fact, i rather enjoyed it....I think that I might actually get along better with the almost retired set versus my own contemporaries...I mean, these ladies were so much fun, telling stories about how insane their children were and about their upcoming travel plans. It was a bit strange though, as i felt i shouldn't be relating to the women as much as I should be relating to the stories of their kids...maybe i've been in this retirement community for too long, maybe i have lost all perspective of how it is to be my own age...Oh my goodness.

And then yesterday, I was talking to my best friend on the phone...she and I were tossing around ideas of things I could try while I am living out here. She came up with the brilliant idea that I should write a will. I think its a fabulous idea, and so perfect for my current situation...the only thing is, is that I don't really own anything right now...having been on the move for so long, I've managed to get rid of all of my earthly possessions..except for my rather insane art collection...but, I'm not sure anyone besides myself would ever appreciate that, so maybe I will just write up a personal will then have a notary sign that, so i dont have to spend a lot of money on an actual lawyer, then have to hem and haw over who gets my designer bags and jewelry.

Next week, I hope to visit the bingo palace...