Working Wives & Bachelorettes: Men and Their Periods!

It must really be nice to be a man…to do, say and behave any way they want. They even get their periods. Granted, it’s not all fun and games as us ladies know but come on…can’t we just have one thing that’s all ours?! Not to mention the fact that although we can get moody during "Aunt Flow’s" visit, we pick ourselves up by our boot straps and keep trucking along!

So the last few days have been a bit trying with my hubby. Don’t get me wrong, I love him dearly but when he gets in bad mood, he really gets in a bad mood. ..Italian style! It started last week when he got upset with me because I didn’t want to stay down at the bar and have a few drinks with him before I went home. Now, let me put my day in to perspective for all you readers. I worked eight hours at my “big girl” job, came home, changed and then had to be down at the bar to work another four hours. He napped all day. He showed up at the bar around 9ish and just disappeared in the basement to get some paperwork done. I finished work around 10 p.m. and by then, I was beat. I went down to say hi and bye and then…he just went crazy! He started saying that I don’t like spending time with him and I don’t care about his feelings…blah, blah, blah! Really dude? I swear his behavior mirrored that of a teenage girl on her period! I mean, who just worked 12 hours and who just napped and played video games all day?

Saturday, I thought things were looking up. He was in a great mood, making jokes, smiling and then… it all went to crap again. By the end of a very busy night at our bar, the staff (who we love) royally messed up the register and credit card machine. Granted, it was a really stupid mistake but it was stupid busy and in the rush, they hit a few wrong buttons. My husband has very little patience for this sort of stuff (even though he’s guilty of having done it himself) and it took every bit of energy that I had left to keep him calm and to figure out the problem myself. Keep in mind, I had the night off and I was more than a little tipsy! But surprise, surprise, us ladies have to do it all right?

By Sunday, he was just angry at the world and I was just getting more and more frustrated! There’s only so much I can take before my fuse runs out. We went to his parent’s house for dinner and to watch the football game (btw...I can’t believe we lost to the Ravens again) and by Monday, I just decided I had enough. So I left the house and actually started, and put a nice dent in, my Christmas shopping. By the time I got home, his “period” finally ended. He sat me down and apologized for being such a douche over the last few days. He even cleaned the house and ordered dinner for us.

Thank god it’s all over. All I can say is that it must have been a very “heavy” month for him and hopefully it won’t rear its ugly head for another six months!

My Words of Wisdom: Most of the time, men act like children. It's just their nature. We as ladies have to be the strong ones and no when to pick our battles. It wasn't worth me getting all pissed off at him. I tried to cheer him up and when I realized I was at my breaking point...I just went out for a little retail therapy. I knew his foul mood would eventually pass and it wasn't worth it to me to put any more heat on the fire when I knew...he was just on his period!