I'm not one for making excuses. I try my best to own what's mine. I may NOT like the consequences of my behavior, attitude, or mistakes, but I try very hard to take responsiblity for them. (sounds good doesn't it? Righteous even? )
However, there is a snag, a glitch, a bump in the road, a "Houston, we have a problem" kinda situation that occurs..... Every blasted MONTH. Right as rain, right on time, lurking, waiting, never ending that causes some alter personality to surface that makes the
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I try very hard, and have really tried this time because Michael has not felt well, and I did really, REALLY well till today. Sweet Jesus in the morning, I could kill someone and get away with it today. Ya know what I mean? There is not enough....
To soothe the savage beast. He parked in MY parking space. My house is a wreck. HE'S grouchy, (okay, so yes, he has every right, the man had a root canal today). I informed him HE was grouchy and then said... Ya know what the bad part is... SO AM I. Tomorrow will be better.. I hate this time of the month. Something overtakes me on the inside, and I can't even stand myself, let alone anyone else. I know I'm being ill, I know I'm being unkind and I can't seem to stop myself no matter what and it's getting worse. My emotions are all over the place, my nerves are shot, and I physically hurt all over along with running a fever. I am exhausted and struggle with day to day things for the first three days. Now, you all know WHY the Man is insisting on the Gyn appointment. I don't WANT to be this way.
The Man he is kind. He is loving, and I feel bad that I have been ill today. I said I was sorry, only to find that he had succumb to the sleep he needs to heal. Tomorrow is a new day...