PMS & Winter Break

I am PMSing. And I feel so badly about it!

I'm irritable. Big time. Especially once my family got home.

I feel my dad getting on my nerves, then again, he gets on everyone's nerves.

Tomorrow is my last me-day.

I am going to miss the alone time.

I suspect frequent trips to Starbucks so I can read.

Tomorrow I have a dentist appointment at 8am.

So I'll get up, then grab a big-ass cup of coffee on my way home and just stay up and be productive.

I am 2/3 of the way through my Arabic grammar notebook.

I'll just have the flashcards after that.

Shouldn't be too bad, just monotonous.

This next week is going to be HECTIC!

But hopefully enjoyable?

Friday: Tentatively going to the children's play rehearsal.

Saturday: Family during the day, Sissy's gymnastics meet in Strongsville, then playing with Emily Leong and Al.

Sunday: Family day.

Monday: Something-or-other during the day (probably shit tons of baking) then Emily and I will be spending the night at Patrick's/Ruth's house.

And I still need to see Craig!

And Sebbie!!!

And so many other people!

AND MY BROWN MOMMA!

Oh, man, by Thursday night, I will be in Alliance, OH, getting drunk with the Sicilians off their homemade booze. Gotta love it. AND GREAT FOOD!

Then the next day is Christmas with the German family. AND MORE GREAT FOOD!

I'm still having a bit of trouble with this breakup, but my mom literally shouting at me really got me to listen. So I think I'm going to be fine now.

I just need to keep repeating the quote Johnny gave me when it first happened:

"Rock bottom became the solid foundation on which I rebuilt my life."

- J.K. Rowling