Turns out I had the most notorious of all afflictions: PMS. This must be what aging is all about -- raging hormones and raging sickness during THAT time of the month. Fun fun fun. So it wasn't in my head, totally. It was also in my uterus. That glorious uterus: the one that allows me to find things around the house that the boys can't find; the one that allowed me to birth two healthy sons; the one that makes me feel sicker than a dog once a month.
So I'm off to work today feeling like hell. It's getting colder too, which is making my brain do loopy loops. What a combination: PMS bitch from hell meets Depressive bitch from hell.
Watch out kids -- should be an interesting day in my classroom...and an interesting winter.
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After being censored by school administration, this teacher curled up her tail and went offline...until she got writers block. Welcome to Thresholds: Offline This is her attempt to get her mojo back. Enjoy.
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