Moving Menopause

I find myself standing in the middle of the room...tape gun, check.....marker, check....bubble wrap, check.....hmmm, what was I doing?
SERIOUSLY, that is what I think, A LOT lately (and, it's the obvious, packing, you idiot) HEY, who said that?
Then, I think I have called someone and go as far as telling them, YEAH, I left you a message....um, never happened. oops!

So, I am chalking it up to good ole' menopause....MOVING menopause. Tim and I managed to box up a 2 year chapter of our lives, the girls lives and about a year of the cat's life (ooh, note to self, remember the cat)...

Anyhow, please be forgiving of this new diagnosis. I am on medication, but not for that, atleast I don't think it is for moving menopause, but hmmm, maybe it is....any who...
I apologize for any undue harm that I may have, might just or perhaps have delighted in causing you for any reason, that I may not recall. Okie dokie?

Thank you in advance,
Signed....
um, uh, you know who this is, right?