Help!
I’m either going mad or, even worse, turning into a man.
The printer in our IT suite, which is the same as mine in the office, is irreparably broken.
I noticed the Head heading out with it.
“Where are you going?” I squealed
Head: “I’m dumping it! You said it was broken!”
Me: “It is, but I might be able to use it for spares!”
Silence . . .
Me: “Did I say that out loud?”
Head: “mmmmmmm - AND - last week I saw you IN the skip!”
Me: “noooooooo”
Head: “AND! Furthermore you were the one who was most excited when the new PE shed came. The caretaker was not impressed that you wouldn’t let him anywhere near.”
Me: “?**!”
Head: “I have also been meaning to ask why you have ordered a socket set, screwdrivers, and spanners from the admin budget.”
Perhaps at 105 my female type hormones are on the decrease and that’s causing the problem; but I think the rot really set in with the chainsaw. I love it.
We have a lot of very tall very thin trees that really (really, really) need chopping down.
Whenever the wind blows strongly I find myself (recently) getting exciting that a tree may blow down and I will be able to chop it up!
I bought Himself a nail gun for Christmas and I’m the only one that’s used it.
I find myself browsing the tool aisle in DIY stores and I want a cordless drill (who doesn’t?).
When watching sport on telly, I’ve suddenly realised that the noise of shouting I can hear is me. And, I can’t remember the last time I could be bothered to sit through a soap opera.
Worst of all - I find that I’m switching on the tv / radio / pc to watch / listen / read the NEWS.
Most women my age fear they are turning into their mother, I'm turning into my dad.
Is there any hope at all?
p.s. we’re 53 for 0 (14.3 overs) no-one else here is interested.
