Ah, Sweet Mystery of Life, Uncovered
Ok, so follow along:
* irritability and mild depression suddenly descend,
* concurrent ingestion of sweet & salty foodstuffs increases,
* disdain for my spouse multiplies exponentially with every breath he takes,
* overnight (and I mean literally overnight) five-pound weight gain, and
* major intense case of accelerated sex drive... (yeah, TMI, but still germane)
I am an idiot. PMS. Duh.
* irritability and mild depression suddenly descend,
* concurrent ingestion of sweet & salty foodstuffs increases,
* disdain for my spouse multiplies exponentially with every breath he takes,
* overnight (and I mean literally overnight) five-pound weight gain, and
* major intense case of accelerated sex drive... (yeah, TMI, but still germane)
I am an idiot. PMS. Duh.
Labels: darkness, domestic disharmony, peevish
posted by Peevish McSnark at
11:09 AM
5 Comments:
Take a holiday - on your own. Or take along a Puerto Rican gigolo.
It's the only solution.
By
garfer, At
12:07 PM
Ya know, I *almost* asked what time of month it was for you after the whinging...but I figured that was a given. ;-)
By
Anonymous, At
12:42 PM
I so *do* follow along -- and I'm right there with you on all fronts and all timing.
TOM started today. As you say, duh.
By
Anonymous, At
3:34 PM
What if the spousal disdain is 25 days out of every 30? That's not PMS related, is it?
:0)
By
Anonymous, At
12:19 AM
Garfer - I'll take the holiday, sans gigolo.
Mel - yep. It sneaked up on me this month. Lucky you - you won't have that for another several months ;-)
Deluzy - I feel your pain, sister. Want some chocolate? I've got some.
Anonymous - I just have basic disdain for the man the other 25. This PMS disdain is like cancer - rapidly escalating and life-threatening. Plus, I'm a bitch.
By
Peevish McSnark, At
2:51 PM
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