I was shopping for some new shirts for my husband. Nothing was going right and when I arrived at his faourite store and found there were no shirts left in his size I lost it. I went up one side and down the other at the storekeeper and the huffed out of the store. Later I had a feeling of guilt while having a cup of coffee in the mall and went back to the store to apologize to the gentleman. His reply was "Oh, that's alright, I just thought I was talking to my wife."

That menopause is a strange time.