These are the thoughts and observations of me — a woman of a certain age. (Oh, my, God, I'm 65!) I'm single. I'm successful enough (independent, self supporting). I live just outside Chicago, the best city in the world. I'm an aunt and a friend. I feel that voices like mine are rather underrepresented online or in print. So here I am. If my musings resonate with you, please visit my blog again sometime.
Friday, May 11, 2007
What? What is it? TELL ME!
I'm nervous. Anxious. Tense. Apprehensive about something, but I don't know what it is. It feels like there's something BIG around the corner, but I can't imagine what it is. This is my night to relax, just me and the Cubs. So why aren't I relaxed? What is it that's gnawing away at me? I wish it would just happen already, so I could deal with it and get past it.
Hormones.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry. It's been happening to me too!
Oh, that makes sense! You're probably right! I am in the last days of my period, eating tons of chocolate and am forgetful. Isn't this fun?
ReplyDeleteI think it's called perimenopausal...not sure if I spelt it right. Just another "special time" in a woman's life. If it ain't a hot flash waking me up, then it's bouts of anxiety.
ReplyDeleteBut I don't want any of this! I didn't ask for any of this. In fact, I specifically rejected the entire issue of menopause. Who do I complain to? Where can I write?
ReplyDeleteHere's the address::
ReplyDeleteMaNature@wickedtwistedimp.com
I keep writing, but so far haven't had any response to my emails. Good luck.
Have some more chocolate *Whee*