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Monday
Mar282011

PMK strikes

Even though I am not totally immune to monthly crankiness and weight gain - sometimes I feel like the Michelin Man - a bad case of clumsiness is the only fool-proof indicator that I am suffering from PMS. It shows no sign of letting up as I slump toward the age of 50.

My first husband found it amusing. If he heard clattering sounds, breaking glass, and swearing emanating from the kitchen while I was cooking dinner (I used to be quite the housewife, renowned for her steak and kidney pie), he knew what was going on.

The latest pre-menstrual klutziness hit me this weekend. While I spent a good part of Saturday editing a white paper for my exe from 11 years ago, I took the Suzuki out for a ride later in the day. But after 20 minutes of nearly splatting myself in 20 different ways, I decided to return home. It was like every car on the road was determined to either hit me or play chicken. And then I almost dropped the bike while coming up my driveway. It was like my balance and coordination was on holiday.

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