Me? Oh. um. Yeah. I guess that would be correct. I’ve been in a bad mood for nearly 3 days now and I can’t seem to shake it. Everything, and I do mean everything, either makes me cry or makes me feel like the world is against me. All I want to do is sleep and lounge and not be bothered with reality.
Pretty mature, right?
Somehow I have got to get out of this stupid funk. I have got to get a break from the things that are killing my energy. Yesterday I spent a good twenty minutes exhausting my bad mood on some employee from target on-line over ISSUES I had about their poorly designed website that makes you think that all of their baby things had free shipping when in fact only like 2 things ship free- the most expensive things at that. And then when it came time to one of my most favorite things (Golden Globe Awards!) I fucking fell asleep. ASLEEP.
I woke up pissed off about that, so obviously sleep didn’t help soothe me. fuck. I hate being fucking cranky.
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Your body is in hormonal overload. And it was a full moon (or looked close to it) last night. I’m not minimizing your grumpy-ness. I just think you need to remember that your body is on a hormonal roller coaster, so keep that in mind. Your highs will be pretty high and your lows will be pretty low. The only thing you can really do is concentrate on what you can control: Like getting GM help. Amd more manicures and pedicures.
(((HUGS))) I wish there was something I could do.
I’m sorry.
I think that Target online sucks in general. I would buy way more stuff there if it didn’t cost as much as the item in question just to ship it. And it’s odd to me especially considering they apparently joined with amazon, who has the most fair shipping fees of anyone online I think. We registered for some dishes for our wedding in 2006 and it was going to cost my grandma $56 to ship them, are you freaking kidding me?!? Drives.me.insane.
It’s hormones. And screw Target!! Wait…am I cranky, too?
Oh hun, third trimester hormones and a full moon for sure are a rough combo.
Hugs and smooches!!
The “Wolf Moon” to be exact.
Sounds like a case of the Post Christmas/New Year/Burned-Out Caregiver/Pissed off Third Trimester Blues.
And as we all know, them’s the MEANEST blues of all!
Pedicures and massages have been known to help. Find a quiet, dark, sweetly scented spa and tell the technician not to talk to you. NOT ONE WORD!
Cranky happens. I wish I lived close enough to take you out to lunch and let you smell a nice baby head.
Never mind about the cranky.
I’d stop it, too, but I’m so very good at it.
xx
J