As usual, I woke up this morning at the crack of ole dawn, but to my dismay--I started crying. Me?--crying at 5:47 AM!! It lasted for a good hour or so. The person that I live with who used to be called fiance'...most often called boyfriend...sometimes called roommate...mostly just know him as workaholic, took some of the brunt. We see each other for about 10 minutes in the morning and maybe 1 hour in the evening 6-7 days a week. I suppose lucky for him he had to leave for work his normal 12 hour day (by choice--he loves his work)! We will get to him some other time. Big issue: He's a workaholic and I am a horny bitch. The two do not go well together.
OK, so now I am trying to figure out what the hell that was and why? Just to clarify, I am NOT a crying kinda girl. In fact, the last time I cried is when my beloved grandmother died. That has been almost a year. I am gonna throw one out there an blame it on the freaky hormones that we women have so that we can produce those little designer purse snatchers. (hope you get it) kids=less designer purses..........shallow, I know. Anyway.....................
For those of us in the late 30 something crowd whose decision to NOT have babies has taken is mark.....the doctor's should just rip out all of the mechanics that make a morning like this possible. Far as I am concerned--they can leave the part that gives me pleasure--just the opening will do and trash the rest. I apologize to the mom's of the world for not including you, but you chose to use that function, you get to keep it! Kidding Roxy....I know you are the queen of hormonal hell right now! Truthfully, if they came up with something good--I would let the mom's have it first--they have suffered enough.
But seriously---what the *^#! is going on? All the pills, treatments, therapies and damn technologies in this crazy mixed up world and they can't cure the misery that plagues every woman--HORMONES! Shame on them and if they are men they deserve every once of madness we give them. I actually feel wiped out over what happened this morning. An "IF" woman does have her down time--believe me, but she picks herself up, brushes off and posts a blog about it!
For future conversations--I will name my significant other Numnuts. Stay tuned for his story!
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Amen, sister!!! My so called "friend" (ain't no friend of mine other than letting me know I'm not preggers, but I don't let him do his biz in there any-ole-way!)is just around the corner. Probably in about 4 days and all walls come crashing down...I don't know what it is, I guess I can thank my mom-NOT, but I might as well just park it on the pot and call it a day...Let the river flow! Seriously, I know that's nasty, but I can't even leave the F%?*'n HOUse when that bitch comes around. I mean, we should be praised that we don't want to bring kids into this F'd-UP world. We should be able to go to the gynee, snip-snip-snip, leave me the goods so I can still do "IT" and that's about that!!! NEXT UP:Crying
I don't cry that much myself anymore-unless it's an uncontrolled crazy hormone thing like yourself and occasionally when I've had just one too many to drinks, oh and sometimes when I get really mad and want to be violent. Ok, so maybe I cry more than I thought...Oh well, what's the point! I'm just saying: F'@#%'em all!! Too harsh-I think not...
I am so glad you are on here!!! I feel ya with the bleed-like-your- dying-ordeal. I can't stand it anymore and this nasty curse makes me want children even less. All of this is for them---hate em! At this point I would be thrilled if all of my eggs just dried up at once..came out in one big pile of powder..maybe we could snort it and pretend like we are back in high school! I really think the reason I never cry is because I use the punching bag in the basement and beat the living shit out of it...often. Maybe that is helping. The other reason is..who would really care? After my episode this morning numnuts just looked at me and said, "Have a good day hun." Made me wanna puke....glad you are here question mark!
I used ???, cuz sometimes I look in the mirror and I don't even know who I am anymore...I am still crackin' up over what you wrote..save that shit for the archives! Well, my man (if that's what you wanna call him)just got home from playing 45 holes of golf-yes, that's right "45"!!! I wish I loved something that much! Anyhoo, off to stuff my face...I'll be baaaackkkkk!
Tell that man or whatever of yours that he needs to play with your hole 45 times! I swear they are all turning gay. I have to tell you a story about why I think they are all secretly gay, but will do that privately! Hope you didn't eat too much....by the way, you know exactly who you are. You are a hot-ass woman who has done it all and seen it all and still finds can make it sound hil-arious! Think about the shit you have lived through....amazing isn't it? That my friend is an "IF" woman! I think that should be your name...Hil-arious! Like it?
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