In which I’m bitchy and grumpy and anti-social.
I don’t want to do shit. I don’t want to bathe, I don’t want to get dressed, I don’t want to go to work. I don’t want to do anything or go anywhere or see anyone.
It’s really not so bad this month: I’m not in pain, and I’m not swelled up like a bloated carcass (yay diuretic properties of caffeinated beverages!). I’m just OMG so fucking bitchy and grumpy that no one should be exposed to me. I’m pissed off just sitting here.
It occurs to me that bursting into tears over nothing is reason enough to take the damn afternoon off.
Hormones suck.
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If I were a female, I think I’d be waiting for it to arrive with a plunger and a bucket. Swear to God.
LOL! -m
I’m like that a lot lately. Stress does that to me.
The only good thing about being pregnant is that the mood swings stop for a bit. You’re just like it ALL THE TIME.