Yep, story of my life these days. I'm a veritable font of mood swings and irrational behavior. I'm 49. I am a mess. I have thyroid issues and a host of other hormone related things going on. I don't like the way I feel for about half of the month and I can't help myself. It's probably one of the leading causes of arguments with my dear friends and my dear husband. I feel sorry for my family and my friends, but hell....I feel sorry for me too. It sucks feeling out of sync.
So, as I sat in my bed last night bawling at every acceptance speech on the Academy Awards, it dawned on my that I should get some sort of statue too....oh the drama!
Happy Monday....the mood is swinging in the right direction today and I made it through the first weekend without drinking. I feel good about that. My eating has been pretty good too. With the exception of last night. I ate a roof panel for a gingerbread house. That sounds so sad.