Hi. I'm new here, but want to get acquainted...

Actually, I'm not new. I've got another blog with dolly stuff on it. I also have another blogspot but don't have anything on it at all. I could put this there but don't know what the actual reason for doing so would be. I want to talk about being a singer, retired. That seems like being a colonel, retired. Not a lot of action for a retired army person, ditto a retired singer of opera. It was hard enough getting a gig or two a year when I was working away trying to find work on a sort of 24/7 schedule. Now I could sing in church...maybe. Once in a while anyway.

But I decided when I retired, i.e. stopped getting gigs because I stopped hustling to take care of the parents till death did us part, that I would try something new. Something new: easier, MUCH easier said than actually DONE. 

I thought writing might be something to try. I thought making doll clothes, a sort of dolly couture to substitute for fashion designing for people that has been a low-lying interest-nearly-obssession lo these many (65?) years, might be something else. I thought returning to sculpting and/or painting would be a third thing. 

So. What has happened is, in a word, NOTHING. All sorts of things like part-time jobs, housework, computing, doll magazine production, 60 doll hats for Sandra Stillwell's San Francisco convention, making a dress with a bolero/hat/purse/2 sashes for a HLAYG swap, the Broad Spectrum Recital for which this blog is named, and many more things of mostly less interest have gotten in the way or proven an excuse, whichever, for my not choosing a new thing to do.

No one should be interested in all the excuses, even if they could possibly be interested in whatever I ultimately choose to be my field of interest and consequently of concentration. I offer them only as a sampling of the numerous distractions which I have allowed to keep me from some sort of worthwhile endeavor.

Some think that perhaps retirement itself is a worthwhile endeavor. I vacillate on that point. Sometimes, I would just like to read all the world's great books and some interesting trash as well, while popping bonbons and sipping soda through a straw, swinging in a hammock under a palm tree with the tropical breezes keeping me cool. Other times, I think now is the perfect time to do something totally worthwhile without thought as to practicality or monetary gain. Yet nothing has thus far so moved me that I am able to resist the urge to vegetate while computing and hence doing nothing worthwhile whatsoever.

This blog will be an attempt to research the problem in hope of finding a solution. Comments?