|This is my closet! Holy walk-in, right?!|
In other news, I've been running my marketing legs off on my company, and running my other legs off chasing my 3 children. We're basically down to stumps now, y'all.
All this building and selling and running makes for a very worn out Thinkerbell. I have grays springing up like ragweed and bags under my eyes that Michael Kors would envy. My cortisol levels are probably that of an extremely stressed out, pre-menopausal elephant (hence the stubborn extra I have around the middle). So I did some research, and came across an unlikely solution - testosterone. According to an article I read from Huffington Post, some of the benefits of increasing testosterone in women include:
Medical science is busy busting up the myths that I will slowly morph into a dude, so I'm trying it. The well-intended of you that will probably give me a bunch of advice about talking to my doctor, trying other approaches first, blah, blah, blah - Thanks, but no thanks. Let's do this old school - try it and see what happens. This morning, I took dose 2 of an over-the-counter testosterone booster "ideal for active men". I'll keep you posted on the results. Right now, let the record show (for better or worse) that as of today, I am 37 years old, 125.8 pounds and still a girl for now. I have what would probably be considered an average sex drive, I feel moderately fatigued, often stressed and sometimes depressed. Follow along, and we'll see if anything changes.