I feel like a teenager again.
I have not had this many mood swings since back in high school...and we all remember how those years went! My poor, poor family has to deal with my random rants and rages about absolutely nothing significant. I am HUNGRY, I am HOT, I am TIRED, I am I am IAMIAMIAMIAM....seriously, I want to knock myself out. Unfortunately for my beloved husband, he is almost always the target of my unhappiness of the moment. I literally wanted to throw something at him because we didn't have the right kind of butter in the house tonight. (As if I need to be eating more butter at this point...)
In my defense, I really am feeling as miserable as I am coming off. I am exhausted by every single thing I do during the day. And as easy as it was to just switch my sleep schedule from night to day before, it's just become an "OMG I NEED TO SLEEP ALL THE TIME OR I'M A RAGING BITCH" kind of thing. Poor, poor hubby. Lucky for him, I am sticking to a few of my normal personality traits. I have yet to burst into a pregnant, irrational shower of tears. I cry about once a year. I feel like I'm going to cry about 5 times a day right now...but I never actually manage to evolve my frustration into something physical.
I really need a new hobby that can level out these insane hormones. Before I rear-end the next slow driver in front of me on the road, or I punch a random stranger in the street for doing something annoying, or end up in jail...
I'd imagine that would be a bad way to kick off my 30th year, no?
- Pita
I have not had this many mood swings since back in high school...and we all remember how those years went! My poor, poor family has to deal with my random rants and rages about absolutely nothing significant. I am HUNGRY, I am HOT, I am TIRED, I am I am IAMIAMIAMIAM....seriously, I want to knock myself out. Unfortunately for my beloved husband, he is almost always the target of my unhappiness of the moment. I literally wanted to throw something at him because we didn't have the right kind of butter in the house tonight. (As if I need to be eating more butter at this point...)
In my defense, I really am feeling as miserable as I am coming off. I am exhausted by every single thing I do during the day. And as easy as it was to just switch my sleep schedule from night to day before, it's just become an "OMG I NEED TO SLEEP ALL THE TIME OR I'M A RAGING BITCH" kind of thing. Poor, poor hubby. Lucky for him, I am sticking to a few of my normal personality traits. I have yet to burst into a pregnant, irrational shower of tears. I cry about once a year. I feel like I'm going to cry about 5 times a day right now...but I never actually manage to evolve my frustration into something physical.
I really need a new hobby that can level out these insane hormones. Before I rear-end the next slow driver in front of me on the road, or I punch a random stranger in the street for doing something annoying, or end up in jail...
I'd imagine that would be a bad way to kick off my 30th year, no?
- Pita
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