Stories vs Real Life

I have realized something this week....

I can talk about my life and make it sound funny, but living in it is not so funny.

I suppose that's why I've heard so many times that I should think about writing a book to capture what is going on....

Case in point: PMS/PMDD
Have realized over the last few months that I have severe PMS. How do I know? Well in Novemeber when chaos was breaking out around me, did I stay calm? NO, I threatened to take the dog to the vet and have her put down.

In December when I was getting ready for out of town guests, was I ready well in advance and cheerful in the process? NO, I was asking my DH to take me to the hospital for a few days..... fortunately? he didn't.

In early January, I decided it would be best if I was just quiet, since I didn't know what would come out of my mouth....

Now, it's late January - I chose to shovel snow with a short handled shovel rather than sit inside drinking hot chocolate with my little one..... my period is due in a few days. I wonder if I am safe to be left with Paul alone this week while Mark is in Texas.

One of my co-workers constantly tells me that living in my house must be very funny..... but I really don't think so. If I can flesh out the stories, I might somehow manage to give Erma Bombeck a run for the money. I guess I'd better start writing!

Of baking soda and vinegar

Today, Paul and I cleaned the oven.
I scrubbed, he had fun.
Paul referred to it has his 'scrubbing mission', but mostly, I spread baking soda onto the bottom (lift out) pan of the oven, and he sprayed vinegar and laughed as it sizzled.
He would squirt vinegar, and say something like "good one!" or "Wow! Great Shot - it's really sizzling!"
The best part was that when I finished with working on the sides of the oven, I went over to the sink prepared to scrub the pan and ta-da! The baking soda and vinegar and totally dissolved everything! All I had to do was rinse! It was a great moment for me, and I felt like I had accomplished something AND had fun with Paul at the same time.

Not bad for a day when hormones were still coursing through my veins making me somewhat CrAzY!

We also dismantled the Christmas tree and put the majority of the decorations away.
Paul threw most of the decorations on the floor - thank goodness for carpeting and not being in the room at the time.... I carefully packed everything away into boxes. Paul commented on how much he loves the red bell that he made and how much he doesn't love the green one that Miriam made..... methinks there is some jealousy there - cousin rivalry perhaps? At any rate, all decos are put away into the Christmas box until next year.

And I am hoping to start writing more often, and including pics as I go. Need a spot to start journaling again....

Here's hoping the rest of the week goes so smoothly.