Seven years later

As I made the last post, I realized the date of my post before that was seven, ----seven---- years ago.
That's how busy I was, how sick I was, how overwhelmed I was.
I have a lot to write about since then.
Let's kick this into gear.





Seven years later:
Oh my gosh! It's been another seven years! How crazy! So much has happened since then!


Kill me.  Why can't I just write?  I like it, although it is really just like talking to myself.

Thoughts on peri-menopause, menopause, or whatever this point in my life is

I was thinking of doing a twitter feed of funny/alarming/ridonkulous pre-menopause "stuff", but then I remembered that I have a blog I never use, so why waste a good thing.  Use the thing that no one reads or knows about instead of the thing that people seem to pay attention to.

I probably don't know my login info for twitter anymore anyway.

1. PMS, Menopause, or am I just a permanent bitch now?

2. What is that smell and is it me?

3. My alcohol consumption: a problem or the thing that is keeping my family alive today? (or both)

4. Why do my feet hurt?

5. I hate you, oh no wait, I love you so so much, please let me hug you.

That's as far as I have gotten.  Considering what a prolific writer I am, I'll continue in another 3 years or so.