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Beware The Mood Swings

Yup, here I am back on the vampire schedule again.

I’ve been trying very hard this week to sleep normal hours, and it’s worked for the most part. Yesterday was the exception though. The normal girlie stuff hit a few days late, and as usual it hit hard. I know I’ve talked about this before, and I can’t wait until my next pap. I’m going to have a little chat with my doctor about the PMDD info I found. I swear everyone who knows me knows exactly when my menstrual cycle will hit because I will normally sleep 16-18 hours the day before. I also get extremely bitchy, mostly because my hormones are all out of whack, and I’m tired all the time.

I slept in really late waking up at almost 1:30, and my bitchiness was even worse yesterday because I had a Mariachi band driving me crazy.. My great uncle has a little used car lot next door. He decided to have a big pre-4th of July sale yesterday, and it was horrible. No, he’s not of Spanish decent, but he loves Mariachi music. He plays in a Mariachi band, and his band setup camp outside with a refreshments table and big signs. They played all freakin’ day long from opening ’til close.

The car lot is about 150 feet away from my house, and the room on the corner of the house happens to be my office. I couldn’t concentrate to do anything with all that music. I contemplated moving into one of the cheap hotels in the area for the day, but Hubby had the car. I was stuck. I ended up walking over there, bitching at my uncle for not giving me warning they’d be doing this, and then I buried my face into the couch with a pillow over my head until I fell asleep again.

I ended up sleeping about 3 1/2 hours.  I woke up when Bubba started barking because Hubby was home.   Now here I am, it’s a little after 4am, and I’m wide awake.  I blame it on my uncle.  If his stupid band wasn’t playing at his stupid car lot I could have gone about my business instead of pitching a hissy fit and going back to sleep.

Oh yeah…

and stupid periods.  I hate being a woman.