Diane

I should have realized years ago that I would be cursed with PMS forever.  My mother teaches a personality course where there are 4 temperments.  I am pretty even in three and the letters, in order, are PMS!  I just feel like screaming or crying or sleeping for a week every month.  TOM is easier!  My kids get on my last nerve, not to mention my husband.  I have no energy to do anything even if I did have a desire to.   Every muscle aches, which I guess is a good thing because I exercise instead of not.  Gonna hurt anyway so why not at least have a plausable reason.  The only relief my doctors have ever offered is the pill and that causes severe clinical depression.  Yeah, I’ll take being a bitch one week a month over permanent depression.  Oh, and I always gain about 5 pounds.  It comes off quickly, but it’s still frustrating.  This heat isn’t helping anything right now either.  The only thing good I have to say about today is that it is one day closer to cooler weather.

Now I must try to find a dog trainer that won’t cost an arm and a leg; she’s already taken those!  If she doesn’t get trained soon, she will be finding herself in another home.  That, of course, set my daughter crying for an hour yesterday when I told her Abby might not be able to live here.  Fun all around.

Sorry for being so depressing today.  Just had to get it out but if I say anything to my Mom, she worries and if I say anything to my husband he tries to fix it.  Well, it ain’t broken and I don’t want to cause my mother another heart attack over hormones.