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!
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