I'm Wiped and Proud
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
I hate my period, period. TOM, Aunt Flo, Eve's Curse. Whatever you wanna call it, I loathe it. I can deal with the back aches, headaches, cramps, bleeding, mood swings and overall discomfort. Really what choice do I have? It's the sheer exhaustion accompanying the monthly uninvited guest that sets me off. We're talking brain numb and random fits of narcolepsy. Although I suppose that's a bit redundant as the nature of a narcoleptic fit is in it's randomness. Whatever.
The only thing I wanted to do upon arriving home was lay horizontally and find sweet respite in the oblivion of sleep, but of course as I'm an adult with responsibilities, that was not to be. Dogs, kid, dinner, laundry, dishes blah blah blah - all done! I ALMOST gave in and laid down, I mean no one with a soul would judge me harshly. But instead I opted to go for a walk - here's the part where I prove my awesomeness (yet again) -
I walked my fastest ever! for 2 miles! Woo hoo!
So I'm sitting now, blessedly. My feet are really hot cuz my sneakers are still on. When I mention this, my dearest smartass replies that I should take my shoes off. Well Mr. Smartypants - shows what you know! Obviously my feet are too far away.
Oh did I forget to say that the bleeding steals all sense and reason? Oops...