The M word?
I'm 94 days away from my 50th Birthday. 94 days. What that means is that I am not 50. So, could we please stop with the night sweating thing and the hormonal blues? I know, I know....I've only been experiencing it for 2 days now. But, it's seriously getting on my nerves. So, not only am I exhausted from this crazy heatwave that hit me the past two nights at 3 am, I'm this close to crying hysterically every twenty minutes and I'm pissed. That's right. I'm pissed. How dare this mid-life female malady hit me in the prime of my life! How dare it rip through my being without even a few warning signs that it was on it's way? I do not like to be caught off guard and I definitely don't want to deal with it right now. I'm busy. I'm young. And, damn it, I am pissed.