I'm sore, frozen and it feels like a hundred tiny razor blades are scraping my insides. Cranky is an understatement. This morning on the way to work we had a tiff in the car and I cried. I'm sitting here at work, frozen, wearing no make up and my clothes that were too big last week are too small today I'm so bloated. I just received an invitation for a Canadian magazine celebrating women over 40. Blah. Argh. I really miss the pill and it's lovely side effects such as muted PMS and not so intense period somedays.
I hope things go smooth at work today because the last thing I need is to cry in front of someone because of a trivial matter.