I’m sure this makes me sound utterly awful but it is what it is.
DH has a very good relationship with his colleagues and he’s a lovely man so a couple of times a year I have these incredibly long evenings to get through. I get left with the wives and I have fuck all in common with them. Not a single thing. To be honest none of the wives have anything in common.
One is child free. Retired. Gardens.
One loves 1950s - 1970s renovations and dressing-up. Works for the council.
I work in AI. No one gets what I do and I have no inclination to explain.
I don’t even drink any more which might have helped.
I am fully menopausal - in fact I’m sure we all are.
Please give me some inspiration on topics for this evening. I’m dreading it and honestly that just makes me a bitch.