I am absolutely ridiculous

[auntiemeesh]

I was in a great mood when I got home from work. I wore my knee brace/thing when walking to and from work today and it helped a lot - my knee is much happier this evening than it was yesterday. And then one tiny, insignificant little thing happened and I'm feeling all mopey and blue and blah. PMS, I hate you.

God, the babies did nothing but cry today. Seriously, they cried All. Day. Long. Making this one of those Longest Day Ever type days, which made it such a miracle that I was in a great mood when I got home. I'm bummed about the loss of the great mood much more than about the thing that bummed me in the first place. Isn't that stupid?

New Bones on tonight, though, so that's something to be happy about - new tv is good tv.

Okay, off to read fic that will hopefully fix my PMS-y mood of doom.

Comments

[eve11]

:( I hope the tiny insignificant thing wasn't something I did (like, say, having to break off a phone conversation rather abruptly...) If so, I apologize :(

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

Like I said, tiny insignificant thing, magnified immensely by my PMS hormones of doom. No need to apologize for anything. 'Sides, five or ten minutes of fic reading and I was all better. :)

[eve11]

I'm utter rubbish on the phone :( I'm such a non-girl.

I'd try calling now but I think I've gone over the cusp from just tired into stupid-tired. Apparently all I had to do was empty the catbox, and then help D with trying to put the dryer back together and my legs are suddenly reminding me I've done a bit of running this morning, and the rest of my body has decided to commiserate by throwing me into a bout of exhaustion. :(

[auntiemeesh.livejournal.com]

Oh, I share your phone rubbishness. I have a hard enough time reading conversational cues in person. Without the visual cues, I'm useless. Go get a good night's sleep.

*hugs*