I’m trying to be a modern, competent, in-touch-with-things senior adult woman. Sometimes it’s an uphill climb. Of particular frustration, to the younger folks in my life, is my phone.
I do have a phone. And, for the most part, I know how to use it. Not all the parts, and, truly, maybe not even most of the parts, but I’m getting better at a variety of things, and I’m pretty good at Words with Friends.
But knowing how to use it is just one part of the challenge. A larger challenge is knowing where it is. And here’s where I’m trying to improve. In order to move from “Where IS the phone,” to usually knowing where it is and/or having it with me, to actually regularly carrying it around with me, I’ve had to make a new commitment. I need clothing with pockets. (And even that’s not a guarantee, it merely improves the chances.)
I’ve just returned three dresses that I really did like. I tried them on; they fit; but when I sat down, the phone fell from the pocket and clattered to the floor. Nope.
I have three denim skirts. Each one has a pair of nice, deep pockets that securely hold the phone. All my other, nicer skirts either have no pockets at all, or have teeny, tiny pockets that aren’t good for holding anything except maybe a Kleneex tissue.
So, I’m on a skirt hunt. I’ve looked at Target. There are skirts. They have sequins. Or they are shimmery and sparkly. Or they are leather (well, not real leather, but leather-like). I did, one day, see a nice blue skirt there. It was the only one on the rack. It was a size 4.
A few weeks ago, I was shopping at Hulen Mall in Fort Worth. For skirts. I went everywhere. Few skirts had pockets, and those that did had tiny little pockets that might hold a couple of quarters or a delicate hanky.
So, modern life being what it is, I Googled “skirts with pockets” and got a wide variety of choices. Not necessarily great choices, or even good choices, but choices.
And why do you worry about clothing? Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they neither toil nor spin, yet I tell you, even Solomon in all his glory was not clothed like one of these. But if God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is thrown into the oven, will he not much more clothe you—you of little faith?
Matthew 6:28-30 (New Revised Standard Version)
Of course, now that I’ve looked online for skirts, every other place I go to work or read online, is now surrounded by a variety of skirts, most of them not in the least bit tempting.