I was reminded this weekend how it is impossible to be positive all of the time…how there are days that hormones just take over and cause total destruction. I tried, tried pretty darn hard I’d say to keep positive, but I finally surrendered when I just couldn’t take it anymore.
Friday night wasn’t so bad…I watched some football movie on Netflix…Mark Wahlburg was in it and played some Eagles player…Invincible was the name of it. I was balling my eyes out…I immediately knew hormones were playing a factor because I don’t cry easily…well, except when you catch me this time of the month! I told myself ok, now the next couple of days are going to be great! This will be the month the moodiness will not visit! I feel fabulous, eating healthy, gym action going on…all will be good!
Then Bam…the switch was flipped! Dear boyfriend just doesn’t understand. My due date is even programed in his phone to make him aware of the days to leave me be, but for some strange reason he just doesn’t believe that it’s a real thing…the struggle is real!
What escalated the situation is my trip to McDonalds. I very rarely eat fast food, but I was feeling disgusting, skipped the gym, and decided I wanted hotcakes! Why do they call them that—they are pancakes! I can’t even tell you the last time I ate McDonalds, but all I know is I wanted pancakes with hash browns….ohhh and I tossed on an order of nuggets too to add to the misery! I asked for syrup to dip the nuggets in, but she told me I couldn’t substitute that, so I ordered an extra–no big deal–I wanted an extra syrup…period! haha..pun not intended! Well, of course I get home, set everything up to chow down and find out there is no extra syrup! Holy flames and f-bombs Batman! Out of all the days to screw up my order this was the worst!
The remainder of my night was spent doing my laundry (
folding laundry is quite calming), watching Netflix, eating a Skor candy bar, uploading pictures to Facebook, and slowly coming down off that evil estrogen spike as I write this blog post…see, writing can be therapeutic!
Pray for my students tomorrow…better yet, pray for a snow day!