The Pesterpause....I mean Menopause...! in BAH HUMBUG!

Has been flattening me again for the past few days! Last night around 10 while hubby was snoring I was was sat on the edge of the bed guzzling a can of Dr Pepper and scoffing a tuna and sweetcorn sandwich! I RARELY eat after 7 other than fruit which I’m happy to scoff any time of the day or night but last night ‘’the pesters’‘ DEMANDED a sandwich even though I resisted them for over an hour! But the Dr Pepper was lovely and cold as it slid down!