I don’t know about any other 30+ gals out there, but the older I get the worse that ‘time of the month’ gets. And just to cause the men in the audience to cringe and wince – yes, this post is about your favourite time in a woman’s month – her period, when blood pours from her body and she feels damn moody and emotional (and yes I am currently there, hence the desire to cause cringing from my male readers – somewhat satisfying that).
So I don’t know if its cause its that time of the month, but I had a particularly irritable day today. Won’t fill you in on all the gruesome details, because that would bore you, but I did think you might enjoy sharing the serenade that the upstairs neighbours decided to give me (these aren’t the actual neighbours, but this is a fairly good rendition of the wails that were emerging from their children’s mouths):
… for over an hour …. whilst I was trying to read and make notes on important documents … AHHHH!!!!
They were actually encouraging their kids to do this. Wracking my brain to try and ascertain what Fuzzies or I ever did to them to deserve such a cruel and excruciating form of torture. ‘Eye of the Tiger’ and ‘Beat It’ will never be quite the same again. Shot my nerves so badly, that the deck is now covered in what is likely now a rancid morning smoothy.
At any rate, Jennifer reminded me in our session today that writing is my normal release, but as life’s been busy its been a week and a half since I last wrote. With any luck inflicting this pain on you will have helped.
Step #2: Booze and Chocolate
Kisses,
Emme xoxo
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