Mean-O-Pause
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Last published Sun, Aug 17, 2025
When menopause and man-o-pause collide....
He's cute with his new curly red hair, I thought, as one of the guys who worked in the building next door passed me. I was standing outside Vinyl Tap, the business my friend and I owned. Would the Louisiana weather today be as hot as Hades or as cold as my ex?
It didn't really matter if the guy was cute. I was in full-blown man-o-pause with a shot of menopause. After an epic series of unfortunate events with relationships, I had declared a ceasefire with any member of the opposite sex that may want to form an alliance.
I was cranky from a lack of sleep, the ten pounds I had gained that wouldn't come off, and the random hot flashes that only added more fuel to the menopausal fire.
There needed to be a word for where I was, I thought. Menopause? Man-o-Pause? Mean-O-Pause.
Maybe that would help me with that pesky problem I had with the hot new neighbor that just moved in...
I'm in Mean-O-Pause.
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