Not a good day in the land of Tea and Honey Bread. For the past 2-3 weeks now I've been dealing with mini, almost migraine type headaches and a couple full blown bangers. Last night's full moon has pushed me (quite rapidly I might add) from happy homemaker to histrionics and bordering on homicidal. Before you phone the authorities, I am overly dramatic in love and war. While I wouldn't actually kill anyone/thing-it is cathartic to engage in perverse thoughts every once in a while. Winks.
Favorite guy has forsaken all presence of his previously molded marital mind and resorted to speaking in his native quasi caveman-tongue. He does this from time to time to test the limits of my sanity and ability to reason without engaging in the destruction of home decor and flatware. The children? Yeah, they are in on it too. I know this seems completely out there, but please tell me I am not alone. There has to be someone out in the vast blogosphere who has the occasional, "Come one, come all and, get on my fucking nerves" Day. Perhaps, we should engage in some traditional dance, an exchange of cards or something to ease the angst? How do you cope?
17 comments:
and yet you're still so very eloquent. :-)
um..yeah i do have my moments.
to cope? well, still trying to work that out. for now i go into seclusion.
that traditional dance sounds like it'll work, though.
*Nods to Fly Tie*
Ditto.
I notice you've read The Red Tent. I like the idea of a week of seclusion during menses.
Here's the perfect card for favorite guy when he's getting on your last nerve:
http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=15240710
I'm glad you liked my on race in the race post. It was deeply heartfelt and I'm glad the anger didn't come through.
hahaha, mequet that card is too funny-i love it.
seclusion eh? i said if i had a store close enough, today would be the day i went out for that pack of smokes and never returned...;)
Well...on Sunday, the penis brigade (my fam) drove me out of my mind and into the seafood market. A lobster, just one and just for me. No, you can't have a bite. Go away.
I had a kit kat hidden in the produce drawer and they took turns eating it. The last culprit even stuffed the wrapper to make it look whole again. Arg! Hell, they actually did me a favor, as the lobster was a healthier choice anyway.
The Red Tent was a fantastic book. She's an amazing writer. The Last Days of Dogtown is another good one from Anita.
Dealing with hubby and kids allows me the luxury of plenty "time out" moments. They finally get that a closed door means don't call me or open the door unless someone is bleeding or the house is on fire. Being perimenopausal doesn't help. Believe me, I feel ya.
I am so with you.
I feel that I am dangling at the end of my rope sometimes too...and they all come at once.
thanks for making me smile!!
Hmmm, first I warn hubby that I'm feeling really mean and then I pretty much go into seclusion with a book and something chocolate. Or I go do things on my own that I enjoy. I don't seem to lash out at strangers as much as family....
For exactly one week every month, I cannot remember one good reason why I married my horrible, annoying husband.
And then that week passes and I remember.
im a cave man
I am completely with you girl. I never considered the moon or my PMS for that matter, but I was ready to throw it all to hell last week. Instead I just stayed in the bed crying until my eyes swelled. The economy is definitely in on it too!
I too am a member of this club. In fact, I think it would be safe to say that just about everyone is a member, lol. Like Mary says, "it ain't all roses", so don't feel alone.
When it gets bad I just try to stay away from people to limit my chances of ripping their heads off. Hope you feel better.
I have these moments too! Mine was on Monday and mostly directed at perfect strangers who in my mind just kept doing dumb stuff right in front of me.
I like the traditional dance part, I hope it works:)
Hey, I know what'll make you feel better!! Look what's coming out next month!
http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0416212/
I think we all have moments. I walk away. Son bugging out? Walk away. Husband giving crazy talk? Walk away. I return when I am ready to address the situation without killing somebody.
unnngaaahhh bunnggaahhh !!
favorite guy :)
I love those moments, mind. I let them drift by and watch them as they overtake me, driving on the fast lane towards the edge of my patience. They get there before I do and when I flip, I make sure that happens only once in a blue moon, and that everyone understand that I'm flipping because I CAN AND I'M HUMAN!
Ahhh, just needed to get that off my chest. Now, where was I? :-)
Greetings from London.
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