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Thursday night while cooking dinner I burst into tears and said out loud. "It would be nice if someone cooked me dinner for a change". Yes this is what I was whining and crying about. Being single I'm 100% responsible for cooking for myself and I don't wanna dammit. I want someone to cook me dinner for a change. I know completely ridiculous while I was blubbering into my macaroni and my cats were looking at me like I was crazy.
Yesterday my friend came over to spend some quality snuggle time together and when he was leaving I went out to shovel so I walked him to his car and gave him a quick kiss goodbye for his journey home, when I got in from shoveling I called to see how the roads were since it was snowing pretty good here and we chatted for about 15 mins. After we said our goodbyes and I hung up, I burst into tears again.
Don't ask me why? I haven't a freaking clue.
I know this has been said about a million times before, but I really am going to attempt this week to get my lazy ass into a routine and workout. I have all the time in the world and my bathroom remodel is finally complete so I have the house to myself again. The first week is the hardest. I keep telling myself after week one it will be better and I will do better, I mean catching an image of my naked form in the bathroom mirror was enough to make me scream, I imagine this is what I would look like pregnant but you know, I'm not so that's not a nice image to see.
I can't claim that I will 100% be into it, I'm going to try and really give it a go, I know that once I'm in a routine and once I get the first week under my belt, than I am on a roll again, it's just so hard to do it, half the time I just want to lay in bed all day. I'll check back next week to let you know if I'm an utter failure or you can do a little spirit dance for me.
What is the weirdest thing that happens when your hormones are out of whack? Am I the only one that has severe reactions to the hormone surge?