I hate hormones.
Negativity breeds more negativity, is what I’m hearing. Toxic people are negative people and no good will come from them.
Well I am here today to say that sometimes, we need to give ourselves permission to wallow in a bad mood.
There. I said it. Call it catharsis or whatever you want.
There are simply times when I just want to be left to it. Wallow, self-pity, woe is me.
I blame hormones. (But that’s another fun and exciting blog topic for another day.) 🙄
I’m a ‘less is more’ kind of girl when it comes to beauty.
I’m not a user of extensive products. I have my few items I like, sometimes I try new ones, but I don’t own drawers full of stuff to enhance external things. It’s quite simple really:
As I get older, my ability to drink beverages and then go out someplace that does not have a loo nearby is getting more challenging with every passing year. So, longer dog walks, parks and playgrounds, even some baseball diamonds are out (unless they’re newer and have these facilities on the premises, which here in Toronto is not always the case).
Hiding in bushes is neither convenient (it’s February, all the branches are bare), nor desirable (I’m not a kid, or a man…) 🙄
Coffee, tea and water are the worst culprits.