Menopause Mom is killing me.
Just got home from Eugene's farewell dinner.
Photos of monday's baking, yesterday's prawning and just now, have to wait for bbrey to upload.
Going to bed now, angry and with my hair curly on both sides.
Because I didn't want to spend a minute more in that crazy's room's bathroom so I am going to bed dirty. And I don't think I will be able to sleep in this shit, okay whatever...