I am not the only person writing about the perimenopause of course. Some high profile celebs have stolen my ideas and are putting pen to paper. Dawn French's novel, A Tiny Bit Marvellous is a lot of fun. The Mother character, Mo is in the middle of a pink cloudy fog. Lisa Maxwell wrote a moving article in one of the Tabs. Her husband had forced her to go to the doctor because she was flying off the handle at the slightest thing. I do fly off the handle too but only for a reason. I flipped my lid the other night as am pretty sick of always being left the washing up and "Benny Half Job" (love him) can be so irritating with his lazy ways. I stormed out of the house on Monday close to midnight because I want some "me" time.
Benny Boy was in bed, our short-term lodger that is still here after six months (my 44 year old brother) was still up. I couldn't watch TV, I couldn't read my book because I couldn't find it so I went out for a drive to chill out and unwind after a long hard day. I went up to Epsom downs, renowned for "Dogging" dressed in pink pyjamas and leopard print pumps. The drive was blissful and gave me 20 minutes of peace and quiet. I was too scared to stop in the the car park in case I was arrested for looking a bit suspicious, but nevertheless I returned home happy and content before all the madness started again the next day.
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