I'm feeling much better today. I cut and burned and cut and burned until I couldn't lift my arms anymore. Wisely, Al stayed home. I guess it's true: God DOES protect drunkards and fools. Somewhere along the line the Menstrual Gods rewarded me with another 26 days of sanity, so it's safe for Lori to come out of the storm cellar again.
And yes, Cedar. menopause is the reward for making it 30 years without killing anyone.
So I usually like to take a victory lap around the year with my coffee cup the morning after a day of good yard work, but it's been raining like crazy since the middle of the night, so the validation part of the day is on hold for a while.
I work this weekend, but I have the 4th of July holiday off with next weekend. Coupled with my hormonally-dependent peace and goodwill towards my brethren and sistren, I might spend part of it in the company of humans. Maybe.
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Um..er.. congratulations?? I love long weekends. I'm having one right now -- oooohhh, aaahhhhh, ooooohhh.....
Glad that you came around the other side of that one. I used to have cramps and be whiney. I didn't know how grateful I should have been...
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