A perfectly happy mood can be blown apart by the slightest of incidents.

A good day, ruined by a single thoughtless comment.

Why is it usually the girl who gets left heartbroken and why still, a woman’s far easier than a mans?

Why are our emotions often so fickle?  Our hearts so delicate and our minds, so easily swayed?

In the blink of an eye, our days can change from good to bad, bad to good and our moods can be altered from sad and unbearable, to ecstatic and overjoyed with the tiniest bit of news.

Why are women more devious than men? Why do men tend to be more unpredictable, unapproachable and harder to read?

Why do some of us get sick, no matter how healthy we are, whilst others, breeze through life with no more than the occasional sniffle!

Finally, I am sitting here wondering…

… Why does my hubby never let me know what time he will be home for tea!!!


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