An American Economy Dissolving Under Shapely Legs

Katie Couric wrote in this month’s Harper’s Bazaar interview about why she dates younger men:

“I just find it stupid, you know? I think it also surmises that the older woman is always the pursuer. That’s not necessarily true. I always say that maybe the older woman is the prey and someone else is the predator. It’s just silly.”

This is my case, too. I do not pursue younger men. The truth is quite the opposite — that younger men pursue me. 

As a sidebar to my sharing of this date with readers, I didn’t see this man again, even though lunch was splendid. That afternoon, this very handsome man met with a client, fearful that he would lose the account.

I drove him to his meeting. The day did not go well.

Although I don’t subsequently write very much about the changing American economy in 2007, reality is that I met many men consumed with concern over what was happening. In my own consulting business, there were many signs that an economic meltdown was coming.

In an ironic twist of spending decision, had I know just how badly the economy would tank, I would not have taken a second house in Carversville in 2006, and previously on Cuttalossa road. I should have given up Bucks County living in Aug. 2006.

Had I done that, Anne of Carversville wouldn’t exist, and I would not have found my passion, which has always been writing, design and collage.  These life twists bring us heartache but also liberating opportunities.