The arrival of aunt flow. Finally, after three months, my “aunt flow” has returned. And it had been an agonizing weekend. It all started after we went to the local flea market to sell a few items the girls out grew. Through the long hot day, we made it home and there she was.  A few days before I had been arguing to my husband. I had been hostile due to my hormonal imbalance, and was worried my medication wasn’t doing it’s job. We argued about everything. And we never argue. Until this year. The seven year itch. It’s hard I know. Marrying someone of the total opposite.  Well with…