My body has a weird time clock. It seems to know when I am going on a trip. It says, "ok-time for aunt flo to make her appearance." GRRRR.
I am So Thankful that next week I will not have to tote around packages of feminine hygiene supplies when I get on the airplane.
I will not have to deal with "issues" in tiny airline bathrooms or other "issues" in airport bathrooms.
I will not have to wake up every 3 hours in a strange hotel room dealing with "issues."
I will not have to scope out the nearest bathroom at every place I visit.
All you ladies....knowwhatimean??