For the most part, I'm good about keeping the thoughts to myself. When I feel like I've suddenly starting thinking crappy thoughts, I usually try to go and be alone so that I don't spread my crappiness around. I can generally tell when it's going on because I start getting snappy with myself in my thoughts. I'll be reading a magazine and I'll see a shirt that I don't like in it, and instead of just thinking "Oh, hrm. I don't really like that shirt", it goes something more like this; Ew. Why did anyone ever create that shirt? It's so ugly. I hope no one would pay for that shirt. And if someone did I bet they are just stupid. I bet (insert the name of someone whom I dislike) would buy that shirt. Idiot. And that's when I know that it's probably a good idea to go somewhere and be alone so that I don't make the world a crappier place with my attitude. Generally it doesn't last more than an hour or two...but it happens.
The worst part is, I hate that I would blame something like that on "pregnancy hormones". It's no excuse to be rude. It sounds like a cop out, but it's true. You should see me when my blood sugar starts dropping really fast because I haven't eaten in too long. It drops low and I start getting annoyed, I get annoyed and my hormones start flaring up, I get more annoyed because of that, and then I get confused about why I'm annoyed because low blood sugar makes it hard to think straight, then I spend 45 minutes trying to figure out *why* I'm so pissed off...and then I remember to eat. 10 seconds after the food hits my stomach, things start turning around.
Anyhow, I'm kind of in one of those moods right now. I'm just annoyed. I don't want to be annoyed, I just am. You have no idea how much restraint it took not to call Toby while he was out just to complain at him for putting the fresh steaks that I bought for dinner tomorrow night in the freezer. You don't freeze fresh meat unless you're not eating it. If I wanted frozen meat I would have bought frozen meat...for cheaper than fresh meat!! After 5 minutes of slamming the frozen steaks around the kitchen and being pissy about having to thaw them before I marinate them, I realised I needed a time out. So, I am NOT going to yell at my husband for freezing the steaks when he gets home because he doesn't deserve it. Not one bit.
*sigh*
I think I'm just going to go eat something. =/
Im sorry but you made me laugh reading this. So thrilled you are having a girl by the way. How did you choose her name?
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