I tried Blogger, which is a great site, but I wasn’t conversant enough with HTML to make uploading photographs and suchlike activities easy enough. I then tried Vox, which is fun, but a little too busy and active and interactive and not quiet and thoughtful enough for a woman of a certain age like me. So, inspired by a Flickr friend of mine who migrated from Blogger to WordPress for the same reasons, I have decided to see if WordPress will be a good fit for me.
I’ve called my blog “Diary of a Mid-Century Dilettante” for a couple of reasons. First of all, I find that at my age (54 until September), one’s age seems to figure largely in how one interacts with the world. Some things get harder and others get easier, but it’s hard not to notice both ends of the spectrum. Secondly, I have decided to embrace the term “dilettante” in my life. I’m pretty good at lots of things, but not outstanding at many. And I think that’s just fine. My late father used to bemoan his dilettante status, to the point where he didn’t let himself enjoy all the activities that he was really very good at, because he was so conscious of how much better some others were. I always thought that was a real shame, and I have decided to revel in my amateur activities. I’m a pretty good cook. I have a nice singing voice. I play the piano fairly well. I’m a decent photographer. I’m a good lawyer. And I try to be a great mother, daughter, girlfriend and friend. Those are certainly the most important roles in my life.
And now, since it’s nearly midnight on a work night, I must drag my mid-century butt up to bed.
