I was reading over at Buffy's blog one day last week about a list of things men don't have to worry about and can not recall if PMS'ing was on the list. If not it should be!!!
Obviously you've guessed by now what I'm doing this week and of course I know even better how happy you are I have shared this tid bit of hell I'm living this week :smile.
My normal 4 days of week is hell on everyone else that knows me because I basically hate everything, everyone for no rhyme or reason. However, this month, to go along with my 4 days of contempt on life and humans I've managed to be plequed with depression.
Why on earth did my cycle have to run head and head with my already depressing week?
Monday, Q14 will no longer be, he will be upp'ed to Q15. Yes my baby turns 15 Monday. I'm not only feeling very old right now but wondering where on earth did the time go? He and I have always been so close, we could practically read each other's mind and then he turned into a teenager and aliegnies *however you spell it* obducted my son. Well if any of you are in close contact with these body snatching individuals, please inform them you know a very angry woman with PMS who wants her son back!!!
Then if that was enough to add to my depression, my baby baby, Ms. Prissy Princess starts school on Tuesday. Today we went to meet her teacher and let her visit her room and such. She is so excited. When the assistant asked her to tell her name, she sat so proudly and as loud as she could with the proudest most assured smile, looked the assistant teacher in the eye and said "Miss Prissy Princess, Lovemuffin, little girl" and your name would be? :lol
As I watched her work her ever so loveable charm with the teacher's I realized she is just how Q14 was at that age. So eager to please, be liked and in the middle of everything. Before we left she went into the play area and picked up all the toys that all the other kids had left, since we were the last teacher meeting for that day. She wouldn't leave until everything was placed in it's proper place and smiles and praise from her new found friends. I just stood there in shock as I've never witnessed my daughter actually volunteer to clean any toys ~ since I spent all day yesterday shoveling out her room!!!
Once Speedbump came home, I planted my body on the couch in a depressed state of mind cuddling my pillow close and my big old fat dog Bruno closer and feel asleep. Once I woke up, which was when Ms. Prissy Princess came in to cover me up and kiss me, I was also greeted by Speedbump with a coke and a bottle of Pamprin. I think he is trying to leave a few not so suddle clues ~ what ya' think? Or else he is trying to get me to od on Pamprin.
Now that I can't sleep due to my depression nap earlier this evening and all of my babies are snoring their heads off ~ dogs included ~ it dawned on me ~ I'm too old for this mother issue. What am I going to do now? Several hours of my day will now be childless and no matter how hard I try and remember what that felt like I am clueless to that feeling and not so sure I want to find it out just yet ~ but hey it is only 1:45 a.m. and everyone is asleep ~ I'm sure by tomorrow I'll have come to my senses and ready to kick everyone out for some peace and quiet!!! Don't lose faith in me yet :lol
ANYONE WHO SAYS "EASY AS TAKING CANDY FROM A BABY" HAS NEVER TRIED IT
Married men DO have to worry about PMS and how not to piss off their wives. Been there, done that, wore the shredded T-shirt.
I was close to my mom before turning into a teen-ager. Then I was unbearable and moody most of the time. Now, however, I'm friends with her again. She drives me crazy sometimes, but the relationship is still there. Don't worry, good boys always love and respect their mommas.
I was talking with one of my sisters last night, and discovered that, as in a lot of households where there are several females, they all tend to hit this time of the month at the same time. Her hubby has been building what has been called a "playhouse" for the girls, but I know that it's going to be his home away from home for one week out of every month. I wouldn't be surprised if the cat joins him there, since he's the only other male in the household.
I hope you feel better soon, hon. I know you won't receive this suggestion well, but go for a walk. It will help. Just getting out of the house will help, and you can take that walk at an air conditioned mall. Go window shopping and see if you don't feel better.
It isn't fair is it that men don't have PMS. LOL Course I say they do, they just don't call it that. LOL I remember thinking when my youngest son started puberty and adolesence, what happened to my nice sweet child. Hope you feel better soon hun.
Hugs,
Joyce
Fret not this bout of low feelings will pass sooner than you know it. Cheer up:-)
I agree with T Bone. Sons and their Mothers have an exceedingly special relationship. The one I had with mine, I can't describe. As an adult, I didn't want anyone to screw around with my Mummy, I'd kill for her. How I wish she were still here. Sigh! :-((((