RED ALERT...RED ALERT
YOU HAVE PMS! QUICK...DO SOMETHING TO PROTECT YOURSELF AND THE WORLD AROUND YOU FROM YOUR OUTBURSTS OVER WHICH YOU OBVIOUSLY HAVE LITTLE CONTROL! KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT UNLESS ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY FOR THE REST OF THE DAY AND, FOR THAT MATTER, THE ENTIRE WEEK. AVOID DISCUSSIONS WITH ANYONE AND EVERYONE IF POSSIBLE. DON'T GIVE OTHER MOTORISTS THE FINGER NO MATTER HOW MUCH THEY DESERVE IT AND FOR GOODNESS SAKE, DRINK NO ALCOHOL UNTIL THIS DEMON HAS BEEN EXORCISED.
(I just read that part out loud to my husband. Lucky for him, he laughed and told me it was funny.)
Well, I am relieved to say that for the most part, I was able to lay low for the remainder of the day and avoid talking to anyone about anything of consequence. I did yell at my poor kid and made him cry (he deserved it, but still...) and I did have some sort of meltdown at my soon to be long-suffering husband, who wisely just let the storm pass without saying much. But overall, I think that I avoided complete disaster today. Tomorrow is another story, but I don't anything heavy planned. In fact, I'll be mostly at home, preparing cookie/brownies gifts that I owe a friend from an auction last spring. (She bid on my stuff and on the option to send a package to a friend in the future. I guess the future is now...) I will post pictures of the resulting packages on tomorrow's blog. If I may say so, they are pretty nice looking, considering the twisted hormonal mind that created them...
Be glad, Loyal Readers, be very glad that you can avoid being in my company this week.