Some days it's easy to be like the good witch. Things are rosy, the sun is shining, and you feel a song in your heart. However...not every day goes that well as you all know. Moods come and go, spirits rise and soar or go kerplunk and wallow in the mire of despair.
In other words...we all have our "poopy" days. That's normal and natural. I'm not going to apologize for having a black mood day, are you? Unless it's a daily occurrence that offends most everyone in your circle, or zings them and leaves them bleeding...we'll ALL get over, and survive, a bad day.
Women in their fifties tend to be more prone to this. Call me crazy but with the herd of aging boomers out there, I'm thinkin' that right now, there are more of us, than them. There's a whole population of cranky, disjointed, forgetful women out there on the loose....scaring the masses. So be it. Some body's got to do it. It may as well be us.
It's the month of Halloween anyway...we just have our witch on, daily....rather than just one night. But...in our defense, we don't get any candy either. Unless, we are smart, and buy it for ourselves!
This has been a public service message for folks, not in the throes of menopause. We are out there, beware! Caffeine in any form will be appreciated. Amen!