She was there at Christmas, extending her stay to New year. She made relatively nice gentle appearance in the middle of January, just to make sure I hadn't forgotten about her, then BANG, Valentines day she comes storming in distrupting any 'plans' we had made, without her usual prior notice.
My birthday, horse riding had to be cancelled, thankfully this time, she had informed me 2 days prior, bashing me around the head and stabbing me with knitting needles in my pelvic region, was sufficient warning, she hung around for a week, showing all the signs for leaving, raising my hopes, the changing her mind at the last minute.
It appeared that she had left for a while, until DH mentions horse riding again, how the hell Aunty Flo overheard I do not know, before he had finished saying horse, she was knocking seven shades out of my pelvis again. Hung around until she understood that plans had been cancelled again, then pissed off on her jolly holidays. Leaving me wondering if I will ever be able to make plans for anything ever again.
Obviously I CAN'T, wedding anniversary today, so guess who's made an appearance and made it loud ond very very clear. AUNTY FUCKING FLO. SHe entered very very quietly this time, 5am wake up call.
My wedding anniversary will now be spent cleaning the bed sheets, and tonights planned meal (if i can get out of the door) will be spent running to the bathroom every 20 mins.
SHe never sticks to only visiting at ceratin times of the month, anywhere between 21-28 days has now become her norm, she never knows how long she is staying, she picks and chooses if she's going to let me know, she causes chaos when she visits.
I'm 41 years of age, I have finished having children, I do not need you in my life anymore, we've had a relationship for 30 years, you have cost me a fortune, you have caused me pain, you are stopping me having a life. Please please Aunty Flo. FUCK OFF!