Then the dreaded “P” word invades our joy – packing. Packing is not fun. Anyone who thinks it is MAAAAAY be just a little obsessive compulsive…..just saying! We spend hours thinking about it, talking about it, and then finally getting down to doing it! We really need a vacation by the time we zip up that damn bag.
Now that I am postmenopausal, my packing is quite different. The space the period paraphernalia used to occupy is now filled with my lotions/potions that will enable me to keep my skin young forever- plus lots of space for bras. I remember when I used to go bra-less. In those days, I might throw in one bra for a sheer dress, but I could crinkle it up in the palm of my hand. It didn’t need its own department in the suitcase! Whether the bra is strapless, t-strapped, or a plain old two strapper – all perimenopause, menopause and postmenopausal bras require wires and lots of space. Sounds like a drag, I know, but it’s a worse drag if you don’t wear one (nice joke, right?).
When finally done packing, I proudly zip up my bag, but am careful to keep my eyes fixed upon it for a moment. My suitcase looks like the way I feel after I have had that second piece of apple pie (plus a pumpkin one) on Thanksgiving. I whisper to my suitcase, “Please don’t explode. Once we get there I will unzip you and you will feel better again!”
Happy Menopausal Thanksgiving!
My Motto: Suffering in silence is OUT! Reaching out is IN!
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