Day 1 Tuesday March 22nd *20 hours

feeling terrible, sick to my stomach, sore throat, you know the probably-going-to-die-soon-may-as-well-smoke sickness.

lost/losing it with children and bird - broke toys and chair

tired - kinda want to sleep alone and want a backrub too

Day 1 Tuesday March 22nd *17 hours

I am half tired, half dizzy/foggy brained. My lunch was two pieces of cinnamon toast.  I tried to drink some orange juice, but it did not taste good. I also had a bunch of chips and some goldfish.  I finished my caffeine free coke from this morning, and took ginseng, vitamin, and ginkgo biloba.  I can't find my PMS stuff I had.

I finally came upstairs to make my calls. Ate a sucrets, then a luden's, then chewed gum and ate sucky candies, repeat.

It felt like time was standing still. I had the hardest time focusing on my calls. But then again, during a couple different moments, I had complete clarity.

And then the hammer fell, on the lady at the bank.  She was nice, but angered and scared my inner child. I chewed her up and spat her out. It was not pretty.

If my husband and dear friend are correct, I should feel better come May Day.  Until then I'll just yell my maydays here or on fb.  And I'll probably wait until then to close the safe deposit box, for both our sakes.

@4pm I took my PMS stuff - 30 minutes later - feel pretty good - a little tired but good over all - even came outside in the warm sunshine to type this.

Please also note my shoulders are so tight and shrugged - I've intentionally released them 20+ times today.

Day 1 Tuesday March 22nd *12 hours

woke up - came downstairs and sat down at the table - chewed 8 pieces of gum over the course of four and a half hours - got out of the chair at 11:30 make cinnamon toast - almost burnt first batch - have been reading fb and commented on a dozen posts