Ah, this perimenopause thing, it's such a riot. I haven't had a decent night's sleep in, oh, 5 days now. Woke at 3:30, tossed and turned, gave up and got up. And I CANNOT STOP EATING!! I mean, I am really HUNGRY, not just eating out of boredom or habit. I woke at 3 a.m. with my stomach growling. This is crazy.
I swap email with my cousin in DC - we are a year apart in age (she's a year younger) and were often taken for sisters growing up. We are going through exactly the same weight gain and insomnia issues, and even though she runs marathons, we weigh exactly the same. Kinda creepy, that. Also depressing, if running marathons doesn't make a difference, what the hell am I supposed to do? Really does make me think about how much of who we are is coded into our DNA. She's coming down for a visit the weekend after this one and I'm SO excited! We talk via email often but hardly ever see each other face to face. Girlchild is taking off work and we're all off to St. Augustine for the weekend (Boy has been conscripted to house and dog sit).
So Debi the Enabler, who introduced me to Chez Casuelle, in conjunction with my out of control hormones will be entirely to blame when I place an enormously obscene order, including the Lion and Lamb in "Tuscany" that I really, really want for the Clapotis I will wear two weeks a year (unless I visit my cousins in DC more often! Hey!). I am way behind the Cool Knitters on the whole Clapotis thing but I've been holding out for the right yarn, and when I saw the Tuscany colorway I knew I'd found it. It's a special order item but that's okay, it gives me time to finish some other things and get some of that multi-project-ADD guilt off my shoulders.
I'm just chock full of cravings - food, wine, yarn - I'm going to be a fat broke drunk if I don't get control of the perimenopause madness.