Digi-Scene

I didn't used to believe in PMS. I thought that women who complained that they turned into raving lunatics at "that time of the month", were merely wanting a convenient excuse for bad behavior. Kind of like blaming a mouse on a motorcycle for a fart noise in an otherwise completely silent room. (Bonus points if any readers can guess who that refers to, lol)

In the past few years, however, I've come to be a true believer in the idea that fluctuating hormones can indeed turn a normally reasonable woman from a Dr. Jekyll into a Mr. Hyde at the drop of a hat. What I've noticed with me is that I tend to become overly sensitive to even the smallest of (perceived) slights. Today is a good example.

I called Boni at lunch like I normally do and simply because he made it sound like he was busy and that he would speak with me later, I found myself giving him the silent treatment. Where in the world did that come from? I hate it when I do crap like that to someone who NEVER pulls stuff like that on me.

Argghhh! I just want to go home and curl up on the couch in a fetal position with a heating pad and wait for this to pass. Best not talk to anyone until it does, too...