Then I read a blog about a person who’s high on life right now (go Anne!) & I thought I might turn my frown upside down. Um. No.
Then I thought, just go ahead & blog about how the rain is making your hip hurt & you just want to whine about it a while. Um – no!
So I’m just going to come clean. The whole sky is a cloud that’s drifting out my window – all dark and fluffy and “I’m not letting any blue show through.” It looks, not angry exactly, but discontented. In a snit. It’s the first day this week that has matched my mood. Disgustingly sunny & warm here, up to now. I know exactly where this mood has come from. Hormones. Impending changes at work (not for my job, but for some folks close to me). Hormones. Dissatisfaction with myself. Hormones. The Reds (what’s the word?)
I’m trying to not take myself too seriously. I’ll be back to sunny skies by the weekend. Why I feel better already just dumping my mood on you!
So sorry! I know all about the hormonies. Yuck! You go ahead and feel grumpy and blue and gray, or whatever color suits you, and the rest of us will ride it out with you. As for the Reds, well, one can only hope.
ReplyDeleteI honestly worry about people who are constently happy. Its not natural or interesting. So dump away. The gray isn't fun, but at least you know you are human and interesting...
ReplyDeleteI'm well on the other side of menopause and I gotta say I do not miss being at the mercy of estrogen one little bit. Well, maybe one little bit. The whole hot and juicy little bit. Just takes more effort.
ReplyDeleteAren't hormones great for blaming everything on? And, the people who are always happy...medicated. :D
ReplyDeleteUh-oh. Sounds like a case of the mean reds!
ReplyDeleteAnd don't forget the hormones. :-)
ReplyDeletecleaning is fabulous....i am not kidding, it always clears my head!
ReplyDeleteWhenever your hormones get the best of you...think of me. I haven't had any hormones since I was 39, due to a complete hysterectomy, now I have a mustache that I have to shave. I often wonder what I would look like if I couldn't shave...like being stranded on a island somewhere or something. Scary thought......
ReplyDeleteBut I do remember the days of hormones....no fun.
I'm sorry. Some days are just like that. I had a day about 3 or 4 days ago that felt like all of the oxygen had been sucked out of the room. I felt like everything I said lingered like a embarrassing escaped fart.
ReplyDeleteI went home, thought about it for awhile, realized that I hadn't gotten a good nights sleep in a few days. Decided that people really did like me, I just needed some restful perspective. I rested, moved on and it cleared up.
Get yourself away from your life a little bit. Take care of yourself. When you come back you will be refreshed enough to handle the tough stuff.
Hormones are amazing. If only we could save some of our young hormones for when we get older. I am loving the rain because it is washing away all the pollen. Yea.
ReplyDeleteYou may be moaning but there's no reason to call yourself a whore.
ReplyDeleteI'll go now...
Hmm, I never got in the dumps, just crazy angry at nothing or crying at the drop of a hat. Tell Dr. M he is lucky!
ReplyDeleteWe all have our bad days sometimes, Bug -- the Mean Reds.
ReplyDelete"The blues are because you're getting fat and maybe it's been raining too long, you're just sad that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Well, when I get it the only thing that does any good is to jump in a cab and go to Tiffany's. Calms me down right away. The quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there. If I could find a real-life place that'd make me feel like Tiffany's, then - then I'd buy some furniture and give the cat a name!"
That's what blogging is all about... We're here to listen. I hope you feel better soon!
Cheers,
Jo
I know, it is awful to be in this particular mood = it happens to me also and reminding myself that is will pass in a day or two does not always help.
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