This is one I really wasn't planning on.
This change has been toying with me. It's been rearing it's head a little - with the trouble sleeping, the fatigue....
But - last night - oh last night -
I woke up wondering why in the sam hill Glenco turned the furnace on.
By the time I was fully awake, I realized what was happening.
Sheets flying, nightgown ripping.
I was having a hot flash. Or a night sweat.
Or I died and went to hell.
Or Glenco indeed had the furnace on.
I feel like I've survived an initiation into a new club.
A club of women that talk about hot flashes.
And dry places.
And thinning hair and mood swings.
I promise to limit my menopause drivel.
Tomorrow I'll be talking about the change I want to make.
The big reveal, if you would.
I'll be sharing my 'plan'.
Until then - you'll find me in the fridge.