The Wrong Side of the World

Waking up on the wrong side of the bed couldn't possibly compare to where I'm at right now.  It seems as though I woke up on the Dark side of the world.  I'm not myself today.  I wasn't myself yesterday.  What happened to me?  I was ok.  And now I'm not?!

I can't claim to be dealing with the ever-popular excuse for being a total *itch and say it's PMS.  I'm post-M-S, as a matter of fact.  I have no answer.  I feel lost.

I wish I could take back every foul look that I shot at anyone with in eyesight, and every angry word that I spoke to anyone who spoke to me.

My husband rescued himself and our girls from my wrath by leaving the house while I finished up what I had to finish up- cooking, cleaning, cleaning, a little more cleaning- and a little more cooking.  Everything seems to be completely out of order.

How to I crawl back over to the Lighter side of the world? How do I make everything better?