NC.
I'm 51, DC at university, I hate my empty nest and I'm menopausal. That's just for context. On the plus side, DH and I have reinvigorated our sex life. Wayyy-hayyy!
I came to classical music late in life and I can't get over how beautiful some of it is and I can't stop snivelling. So currently I am wailing at Beethoven's 7th symphony. Last night we watched Sense and Sensibility and I bust into tears over Patrick Doyle's theme tune. I also can't cope with his Harry Potter waltz. I've decided I want to marry him hence NC.
Yesterday I was driving to work and Panis Angelicus came on and I arrived at my breakfast meeting with red puffy eyes.
WTF is wrong with me?