I was so proud and satisfied with myself after building my table this morning. Now I am shaky and weepy and anxious-y. My mood swings are faster that a buttered kid going down an aluminum slide. I thought PMS was supposed to come before your moon cycle, not during. It’s like a Twilight Vampire Apocalypse attacked a middle school over here with all this blood and crazy.
I swear there’s only one person writing this blog. At least, that I know of. I don’t remember “going away” at any point in the day today so someone else could “come out and play”.
I don’t have multiple personalities.
I’m just crazy.