I must be getting ready to start my period. Because I am cranky and irritable and down in the dumps. And I don't usually feel this way... except for some of those times of the month, you know... so my Friday Fragments have a theme today... crankitude gone wild!
I almost called in fat to work today. It's Friday so we are allowed to wear jeans. I hate jeans, to be honest. In my entire adult(ish) life, I've only ever found one pair/style of jeans that fit and that was back in high school or college- Old Navy Weekender jeans. And I don't think they even make them anymore and it wouldn't matter if they did because my body has changed so drastically that they wouldn't fit right anyway and I've gained weight over the summer so nothing fits and I just look like a sausage no matter what I put on. *breath* So I'm wearing jeans that don't really fit right. And I couldn't find a shirt to wear to save. my. life. Finally, in a fit of complete frustration... because it was almost time to leave and I am pretty certain that my co-workers prefer to avoid the trauma of seeing me in jeans and a bra... I grabbed one of my fat shirts. It's big, blousy, button up... it's a super plus sized shirt I bought at the end of my first pregnancy because none of my maternity tops were fitting without exposing my baby belly. So, yes, it's big on me. But today- it suits my mood.
Jeff and I have been cranky with each other all week. And I don't know why. I will be coming home, having fun, eager to see him, hug him, laugh with him... and then I'm just irritated, he's cranky and heaving and sighing and mumbling and snippy-snapping and then my good mood is gone and I'm trying to intervene between what I perceive as his bad mood and the kids who are just being kids and I know I shouldn't do that but they don't deserve to have our crankies taken out on them through demands and don'ts and such.
All I want to do is go home, put on jammies, get in bed, and lay there.
Work is stressful this week. Being part of this larger company now has a different level of stress and demands and so on. I'm tired and stressed and feeling less productive most days.
I would like to go and stuff my face with chips and salsa and donuts and soda and ice cream right now. Not all at the same time. I guess.
So if this is all related to my freakin' period getting ready to start... it's going to be a bear. Bad PMS always indicates a really awful cycle for me. So something else to be cheerful and upbeat about!
I am so cranky and ornery feeling that I'm going to really go there... I'm going to post this without proff-reading or spell-checking. Take that! Hi-yah!
Someone send me home now. Please.
OK, fine. Here is something that I cannot be cranky about: