Wow. I don't look as fat as I feel.
I can't see my toes--and it isn't my stomach that is blocking them.
When did watermelons grow on my chest???
I'm going to burst into tears. I have no idea why.
WHY DOES MY HUSBAND WEAR SO MUCH UNDERWEAR THAT I HAVE TO WASH??
I'm hot.
I'm cold.
Those dishes are breeding and multiplying, I just know it.
Little student, please don't ask me yet ANOTHER question or I might cry.
Why does brushing my teeth feel so awesome these days?
Why won't my nail polish stay on?
Why can't I stop picking my nails?
I'm cold.
I'm hot.
I'm hungry.
Food tastes disgusting.
WHY AM I CRYING???
Why am I laughing hysterically over a dumb joke?
Why am I frustrated?
Why am I awake at 5:30?
Is my bladder the size of a walnut? Is this why I have to go all the time??
Why am I sleepy?
I know I'm hormonal--I just know it.
I think there's a monkey in my head slamming cymbals together.
Why am I stressed over ironing?
This is why I am praying over my hormones.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
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