New Year’s Panic!
It’s New Years Eve! Can you believe that another year is already over? I know, right? I can’t either! :O
So, what does that mean for me? I was going to just stay home. I told my friends that I needed to take care of my sugar-cake anyway, and didn’t have a sitter. So what did they do about that? They got her invited to a slumber party with some of her little friends. Which, of course, she was all bounces and begs to go. Which leaves me without an excuse.
So I bet some of you are thinking, well, what’s the problem, Jessie? Go out and have fun! J Trust me, I’d love to. But none of my friends are riding the peri-go-round, so they don’t really get what I’m going through. The hot flashes are bad enough at work or out and about casually, but they can TOTALLY ruin a party night! I mean, what’s the point of getting all dolled up if my makeup’s going to be sweated off in an hour or two? 🙁
Maybe I’m just stressing out over it too much. But it’s got me all paranoid, and how am I supposed to have fun like this? I’m totally flipping out about my appearance, even just in general. What if I meet some hunky young stud, and he’s completely put off by the flushing and sweating and running makeup? I mean, who wouldn’t be, right? 🙁
Angie says I should just pack a little fan and some back-up makeup and make the best of it. I know she means well, and all that, but it’s just not that easy! Still, I guess I’ve gotta try, right? I can’t let the menopause take control of my life, even if it does seem SOOOO much stronger than me!
Wish me luck, ladies!