Sunday, 22 June 2008

Oh and I'm hormonal

I think there's a glitch in the matrix, or rather my little matchstick-sized 3-year dose of progesterone is in free-fall.

All weekend I have been a pathetic, near tears mess. DH and I have been getting on really well for a bit now (nothing like the horrors of the mean streets of Luton to make him realise home is where the heart is, and he also doesn't usually get called 'pig' here).

But this morning I woke up and decided to pick a fight. Not 'I think I fancy a fight'. Just incredibly pissy, armed with a 'illogical argument' missile I set to on poor DH. Don't ask me what I started on, I was really winging it - actually using his replies as fuel 'that's right, it IS sunny, and just because you say it's sunny, I guess that means the whole WORLD is sunny for you, well, believe you easy for you to say coffee, you didn't go to bed at 1030 and sleep thru til 7...' yeah, I was on fire.

A nice cry to Mum later, the main subject of which I *think* was the global depression and we're pretty much done.


KeepinUnity said...

there is a glitch in the matrix really there is,i cant bite my tounge to save my life,im bickering like crazy here from,salad cream to vitamins....pathetic lol