Well, the first tunnel of - like - a zillion apparently.
I'm in the final weeks of my first trimester. And the fog is beginning to lift. The fog, that is, of extreme lethargy and bitchiness that had engulfed my life for the past month and a half.
For the past 6 or 7 weeks, I've felt like one dollar (you know, the opposite of a million?). I've felt bloated, water-retentive, fat, lazy, exhausted, impatient, intolerant, selfish, out-of-shape, cranky, cynical, and disenchanted. Sometimes all of the above, usually a combination of 5 or more.
I would like to attribute most of my recent "displacement" of emotional and physical self-image and well-being on hormones. (Much like I'd like to attribute most of my Twilight fanaticism on very early pregnant-but-didn't-know-it hormones too.) But in the end, there's no excuse for my actions and attitudes of late. And I feel really bad (finally) for those who suffered most - my husband and my boss.
Of course, I feel a little less guilty since my husband came home last night to tell me he "accidentally" threw his wedding band down one of the A/C vents in his car..
what? how do you accidentally throw something into your car a/c vent?
ReplyDeleteand btw, i don't think your twilight craze was hormone-induced bc that would mean that may and i are pregnant too.
I agree with Ting--how does one accidentally throw a wedding band into a car A/C vent?? Suspicious. Glad you are beginning to see the light;)
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