bloodsong1 | Yes, Uterus, I hate you too.

Apparently a 3 week schedule is much too kind and regular for my repro system, so I've been stuck in PMS since MONDAY.

I have had pain and one shot drop of blood and that's it. Today I'm drenched in Indigo. I've wept twice at my desk and got caught once. I have no appetite and the conch fritters I brought are chewy tough and just not appealing, so I tossed them. Not going to inflict day old fritters on anyone. A good note for next time.

I has shiny new car with All The Toys, picked it up yesterday and I'm too tired and Sad to show it off and brag. Here's a pic:

Points if you can read my shirt.

So I'm eating sardines and Fritos because the fritters were yucky and being a department of TWO we're not doing a lunch or anything special. I want to blame it all on PMS, but there's Grief in there too, and Pre Emptive Guilt because I'm dropping the kids off at the family Christmas party and having dinner with Zahde's parents instead, where I will be less uncomfortable and can admire the woods, but I haven't told the family yet.

I have a feeling I won't be staying up all night tonight.

Wake me up when December ends.