Don’t answer that. And don’t mess with me. I’m in a funk right now and might kill you with a dull spoon if you say anything cross-eyed.

So, I didn’t do an official weigh in this month yet because Aunt Flo came on the exact same day that I was scheduled to do that. Bitch. So now I am a bloaty whale. BLLLAAAAAHHHHHH!

pms
Seriously. I am having some issues this past month and the scale really hasn’t moved much. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. It’s almost like I have been PMSing for a month straight. I constantly snack. I cry over the stupidest things. I get super pissed off about stupid shit. I feel depressed but I don’t really have much to be depressed over.

I wonder if this is the start of menopause… how long does that take? I mean, is it possible that I might end up in prison? Because if it takes too long, I will probably kill someone. My research indicates that menopause can take a few years from start to finish. In which case, can I borrow some bail money? (Just getting that out of the way now….)

menopause
But what if it’s not menopause…

Depression maybe? It has been raining like every fucking day! It’s gloomy and yucky and annoying and pisses me off and depresses me. *sigh* In general, I usually get S.A.D. pretty bad in the winter time, so that’s why I am considering that as a possible culprit.

I watched this documentary on happiness on Hulu. All these people were basically at crossroads where they were just saying, “Fuck it”. Then they would sell all their shit and do whatever they wanted. And they were all so happy. Which made me sad. 😦

finethanks

Not that I want to do that. But I have definitely seen better days professionally. If you are a manager or supervisor of people, please take some advice from a minion… take a minute of your precious fucking time to appreciate the people who are there to make you look good… and do NOT be condescending. Ever.

There is a good way to manage people and a bad way. It appears that bad managers always win. Why is that??? Do people really only perform well when they are being managed by really cold, non-team oriented people??? I just don’t get it.

boss

So, yeah…

Ugh. I hate being a whiny bitch! I am usually so good at looking at the bright side of things!

I need to pull my head out of my ass. I currently have a week off work. I need to use the week to get rid of that ho bag Flo and try to clear my head so I can think clearly. Hopefully my husband will still be alive in a week.

I’M KIDDING! Kind of.  But, really, I swear if he does one more inconsiderate thing to me, I will lose my shit…

PEACE!

 

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  1. deb says:

    Perhaps you might try swapping out the dull spoon for a fork.. show them you mean business. Flo may just remember she left the iron on at her house and have to leave unexpectedly…
    It’s been rainy here too, and I am ready for a quart of tart cherry juice and a pot of detox vegetable stew to deflate whatever this grain and sugar methane is swelling in my cells and stretching my brain. Trying to restore a little polish on the halo is counterproductive until the caffeine monster is tame so stop blaming your brain when its your body that is at fault… Really, it’s Flo’s fault for sneaking in the cannoli’s and you believing all that glue won’t clog up the system.
    All that is behind you, today is a new wet drippy rainy day to flush out the salt, dairy, sugar, and wheat that governs you from the inside. Keep those things that take over your brain dormant by living close to the terrain with a Paleo diet, and start to kick ass again with fervor. Figure this out and you’ll be Bragg that you sailed right through the change and didn’t know you were in it. Then you will be a goddess and an. Urban legend to people out of touch with themselves.. you will become the great depression free model we will ask advice from. EARTH MOTHER

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