Do I know you? Oh yes, you're my hormones...

Does anyone else ever wish that just for one day you could step outside of your body and observe you? I sure do, especially when its' my...let's call it "girl time" of the month. I don't know about you ladies, but I have some months where it's all I can do to not punch a baby I get so crazed and cranky. This month is one of them. One lady literally today asked me where the restroom was and I almost slit her throat. Intense I know but true. I try explaining to my husband that I don't even realize what I'm doing or saying until moments after when I feel horrible for being so cruel, thus beginning the tears of guilt. I would love to someday have the power to observe myself and see what brings me to these levels of sheer anger. I don't mean to be so bitchy for a better lack of a word but I get to a certain level and there is no turning back. I have also noticed as of late that I will most likely be one of those old women that hit children with their canes and wear an obscene amount of makeup and perfume and possibly collect something weird. someone as cranky as me is surely going to end up dying alone in a nursing home, changing my own diapers and wishing I had learned to keep my emotions in check so that everyone I loved did not abandon me. Sure I'm married now but how long could he really possibly tolerate me and these monthly mood swings?! I sure wouldn't.  Perhaps though that is why he is my perfect mate. He is just as beligerent as I am and doesn't even notice my crazy. Oh well, this has been probably way too much information for most of you, but didn't I warn you before  you started reading these blogs?