If I weren't here I'd be in Skiathos. On a the beach called Agi Eleni, watching the fiery sunset sinking on the horizon with DH in the beach taverna. We'd be sharing a Greek meze and a carafe or five two of chilled wine and listening to the waves gently lapping on the shore from the emerald sea. But hey I'm not so that's ok too. I'm safe and counting my blessings. There's always next year
Apparently - Employers are not working people
When did perimenopause become so popular?


.


