Be afraid, be very afraid.

[purplerabbit]

There are gnomes with spiked boots in my womb and trolls with hammers in my head...

Some of my friends call a period "Shark Week." If so, this is a big monster man-eating one like in the movies. That apparently doesn't sleep and doesn't think I should either.

My guys say that the grumpy factor is so high this time that it feels like a poisonous cloud when I enter a room. It's not just grumpy, it's I am going to tear your face off.

I can't even stand myself and wish I could run away when I am like this.

Can I please have my menopause now?

It's like a flaky relationship. It's there for a few months with all those nasty hot flashes and then it leaves. But then it changes it's mind and comes back for a few months.

Okay, enough bad mixed metaphors now. I am going to take a hot bath. Maybe I can drown the gnomes.

Comments

[darthsunshine.livejournal.com]

I hope they drowned, and that the trolls disappeared too.

[purplerabbit.livejournal.com]

Two different painkillers, hot tea, chocolate and a hot bath with chamomile and epsom salts later and I finally got a nap.