I have to admit, usually I'm all rainbows and sunshine. Well, at least I try to be. Can see the bright side. Look at the big picture, etc. Not today. I am miserable. No real reason. Not a full moon. Not PMS. Just a bad mood. And every little thing is irritating the sh*t out of me. The nail in my tire that cannot be repaired, but has to be replaced at $208--making the appointment, spending the money. The cold that I have been fighting for two weeks now--four medications later, I still feel ugh! My lack of ability to get motivated about much of anything, especially work. My husband leaving for China tomorrow. I'm trying so hard to not argue with him over every little thing that is pissing me off because I won't see him for two weeks I may just bite clear through my tongue!
My head, when not pounding from a sinus headache, is telling me to get my crap together and get over it. Nothing is really wrong, why be so miserable? The rest of me is telling my head to shut the hell up and let this girl have a few days of "whoa is me." The problem is, I hate the "whoa is me" type. I'm the first to say get it together. Suck it up. It could be worse. But I just can't shake it.
I power through. It's Monday (yuck), time change has me all sorts of shaken (I HATE when it is dark at 5 p.m.). This too shall pass. It will soon be roses and moonbeams again.
Until then, f*&# this sh*t.
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