Crabby
I am crabby today. I woke up late, put my undergarments on inside out. (Too much info, I know. I am sorry.)
It's been a rough week. And my 3 hour visit to the dentist did not delight me in any way. My gums are so raw that after I brushed my teeth this morning, I sat on the toilet and cried.
Plus, I am mean. I am mean to people I love.
So, I am crabby. I am afraid I will be crabby until I figure out how to be a better person.
Maybe it is time for me to work on my list of New Year's resolutions.
It's been a rough week. And my 3 hour visit to the dentist did not delight me in any way. My gums are so raw that after I brushed my teeth this morning, I sat on the toilet and cried.
Plus, I am mean. I am mean to people I love.
So, I am crabby. I am afraid I will be crabby until I figure out how to be a better person.
Maybe it is time for me to work on my list of New Year's resolutions.
1 Comments:
I snapped at Lu last night while having a toilet cleaner in my plastic gloved hands and hair sticking up all over the place. I snapped for no real good reason. That is when I realized I was about to do my monthly peaking as a woman. Sure enough, today the evidence reared it's ugly... face. I feel ya sista. I don't like looking back at my crabbiness, post crabby blow up. I like looking back upon my finest hours only and feeling proud.
Love ya all the same.
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