But I have been on some sort of a weird adrenaline-junkie impending peri-menopausal kick lately that has inspired me to learn to shoot, rapel, kayak, zipline... stuff like that. And this morning, when I got out of my car and looked at how I'd parked, I saw that I was a little closer to the left line than the right. Totally unbalanced.
|Not my car. This is an unpaid actor. Do not attempt this parking style without wildly fluctuating levels of progesterone and estrogen.|
And I left it that way.
How 'bout you? Anything new and rebellious in your life?