I have often been prone to bouts of peevishness, melodrama, and temper tantrums...just ask my Mom, Dad and sister who managed to survive my childhood and adolescence.
Last night I lay in bed, completely unable to get comfortable (no thanks to the dog stretched out from my heels to my tush), or drowsy, and getting more and more irrationally irritated at my darling hubby who was only trying to go through his normal routine of falling asleep. He reads the same three pages over and over because he falls asleep halfway through the pages and starts over at the top. This is normal, it happens every night, and I usually put on a sleeping mask and get over it.
For some reason last night every page turn was irritating, the light was irritating, the dog was making me hot, the food wasn't put away from dinner, EVERYTHING was a major violation of what I wanted to have happen!
This is not my most shining quality. I understand that I completely take leave of my brain sometimes and I can usually ground myself again and laugh it off, but it has bled over into today. Probably because I didn't sleep much more than two winks. In my head I am laying on the floor kicking and screaming and having a full blown temper tantrum that would make a two year old take notes!
Instead, I am rocking in my desk chair and writing...much less satisfying.
When my black moods bleed over into days two and three, that is usually when I seek out my girlfriends for coffee, or a trashy tv date, or a cookie date, or a dinner with my borrowed nieces or nephews and family, that will usually snap me back to reality.
Being so far is not helping my mood, and I never developed other coping mechanisms.
Now the sane part of me tells me that this is the perfect time to develop new life skills, the childish side is flipping the bird. I think the temper tantrum is winning.
...Nature girl
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