Its only 8:48... and this day is already shaping up poorly....despite my heavy layer of magic makeup, cute necklace and 'favorite clothes.'. Even did my hair....so if the day still feels funky there is nothing more I can do really.
There is nothing actually wrong with me or my family. Just day Two of crappy moods....and I'm embracing it. Afterall, as a woman, it could easily just be hormone induced. Those are real people. Our mental state gets hijacked monthly and if I can ever figure out a way for men to understand that I will bottle it. Not good when my prayer started off this morning saying, "Sorry for being a slug." I have recently decided though that church is like my weekly group therapy.
So yesterday we all had chocolate cake for breakfast. The kids loved it. Jason didn't eat any, party pooper. Paul Deens, Texas Sheet Cake actually. Darby suggested we have ice cream for breakfast today but we opted for bagels slathered in butter. Ahhh butter.
But sometimes you just have to ride out the weird feelings and bad days in your life and keep plugging along knowing that it will pass soon.
Those days that nothing seems to go right, you seem to offend everyone you speak with (or email with) and it seems as though your brain might fall off your head.
For example, after I hit the snooze button that was going off a million times beginning at 5:10 a.m. I eventually made it to the gym at 6:10 a.m. only to walk in the door, see one of Luke's classmates mother, who is super awesome fit trainer woman, and realize, oh crap, I was supposed to send out 22 letters to all the parents to organize a group gift for their teacher TODAY! Immediately walked out of the gym 1 1/2 minutes after arriving. Oh yeah, I knew there was something I was supposed to be doing last nite other than utterly wasting my life away doing nothing of value or importance. So this morning, I quickly wrote a letter, Jason than translated it into Spanish, only to realize we were out of computer ink. Jimmy-rigged the ink, and then folded letters and stuffed envelopes while scarfing down breakfast.
Its been a strange few days...some not appropriate to blog about. Like bizarre.
But as we all know, life does not stop, our kids and husbands don't really care if things are off, life still goes on. Paisley has a doctors appointment today. Those are always a blast. But I'm set to show off my awesome body and florescent legs in a swimsuit today (HEAVY SARCASM...thank you chocolate cake breakfast) and eat Menchies frozen yogurt tonite for visiting teaching which is what I'll view is the light at the end of the tunnel today. With every spoonful of mango sorbet and original tart yogurt with mochi, I will count my blessings I promise.