Menopause — And the Size of Your House

Put it on, take it off. Take it off, put it on. Put it on, take it off. Take it off, put it on.

UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH UGH

Sometimes it’s not even a hot flash. It can be a freezing cold chill. Or just my knees getting cold.

My hot flashes started in a much bigger house than I have now, and I have lived through several houses before I got to 463 square feet of living space.

The first HFH (Hot Flash House) was 1400 square feet. About the same with the second HFH. But the third HFH was 2800 square feet. Now, I am in a comfortable 463 square feet.

There is a reason for telling you all this.

In the all the homes, I typically frequented 3 room. Kitchen, living room, bedroom. So, in those three rooms, I kept a stash of hot flash stuff.

But, the bigger the house, the harder it is to get to your stash before the hot flash hits.

Each room had a misting hand fan and a change of clothes. Well, two changes of clothes or “accoutrements” to what I was already wearing. This first three houses were also in Florida where the humidity could melt a glacier and the winter cold spells freeze the iguanas.

I can be caught wearing a scarf, long sweater and jammie pants when it’s 90 out, then I strip…