Manouverability

Chelsea just beat Liverpool 2-0. Yes, I follow football, but more to the point is how Chelsea won. Jose Mourinho is the absolute Master of technique and subterfuge. He plans, he manouvres, he uses his mind as much (if not more than) the football on the pitch to win games. And you thought it was just a matter of 22 grown men chasing a ball around. Can I learn from him? I think the answer is most definitely "Yes". Sometimes what we've done in the past helps us get what we think we want in the future. The question is - can you play the game?

I must confess I am absolutely not a game player at all. Far too spontaneous (not forward thinking at all) but seeing his tactics and acheivements, I think I'm learning. The stories in my life pertaining to all this are (I'm afraid) private. But of the two situations I'm monitoring - one I've already achieved and the second is ongoing. It's all to do with position, patience and manouverability.

Back to Real Life. Yes, I went home for the holidays, but here is the funny thing. Due to my New Car status and my inability make my boot bigger (it's extremely easy when you know how - almost childlike) I left, by accident, almost all of my trousers, skirts and dresses behind. So when I awoke the next day and looked in my wardrobe, it seemed to be missing a lot of things, but was full of jackets, blouses and jumpers plus one pair of trousers. And nine pairs of shoes. After a huge hissy fit (where was the rest of my wardrobe?! - was it in the car still? Was it in another wardrobe in my Mother's home? Was it lying on the floor outside my home in London? Was it still IN my London home?...) I called a friend who went into my house and found the missng wardrobe hanging in the hall. Talk about travelling light! For 10 days I lived in track bottoms and one pair of truly awful cargo pants (I wore them to drive up to Leeds) - don't ask. Needless to say a very, very casual time was had by all.

Last week I went with some friends to a very cool fashion/art/film movers-and-shakers VIP party. The usual demographic - lots of very young, thin, black leather or skinny-jeaned women with long blonde hair in most cases. Well, some weren't women yet (girls) in their early 20s, to 70-year olds, some of whom were wearing the same outfits as their younger counterparts - I ask you! And lots of men who only wanted to talk to the young, fabulous (only because they're young) women. In two separate conversations, two women in their forties bemoaned the fact that although (and in both cases this applies) they were very well-educated, holding down big jobs in Finance and Law and very attractive, that the men at this party just didn't see them.

I must say, this is not a problem for me. Why? Because I don't waste time on a man who wants to be with a woman a quarter of his age. I don't encourage Trophy Hunter-types. There are, in my opinion, plenty of men who look for a different kind of woman. Don't waste your time being upset or frustrated - play your game, not theirs.

No shopping. Still have my credit note and no, even the new shoes haven't tempted me. No nearer a white skirt either, but at least I have all my trousers, skirts, etc.

Spring is here! So Pre-Fall must ony be around the corner.

Happy Shopping.