Wednesday, 20 May 2009

Warning - sightings of irrational, unreasonable woman reported today

What I really want right now is chocolate. I'm hormonal, grumpy, uncomfortable, pissed off and generally just hormonal - oh right, I mentioned that one already. Extra-irritatingly, I wasn't expecting to be any of the above until the weekend, so to add to my general pissed-off-ness with the world, I'm also pissed off with myself for being disorganised and unprepared.

Can you feel the general aura of irritation radiating from the screen?

On top of all that, I've been looking at a VAT rec for the last hour, and I'm damned if I can find the last £49.05 that's stopping it balancing. Personally, I wouldn't walk past any windows in my general vicinity right now as there's a high chance of being brained by a flying computer exiting the building at speed. Bet the weatherman didn't put that in his report this morning - "some light cloud cover and a 50% chance of falling laptops". Humph.

I'm torturing myself by looking at the miserable little treat-size Crunchie sitting on my desk rather than eating it, as I'd quite like to have at least some points left for dinner today. This is definitely one of the days when not throwing your hands up in the air and yelling "I give in!!!!" before diving face-first at the nearest bad-but-tastes-oh-so-good food sucks completely.


Jack Sh*t, Gettin' Fit said...

Hey, turn that frown upside down. Make a smile your... ouch...hey, stop it. No fair. That hurts! Okay, now we... owwwwww...

Here. Here's your damn chocolate!

Enigmanda said...

Get rid of the chocolate.
You know, if it stays, and you eat it you'll feel pooh!!

And for the 'hormonal-ness'? Tried Evening primrose oil pills? I take them every day and my mood swings are muuuuuch less dramatic than they used to be.

Hope your day pans out better.

starfish264 said...

Aaaah - thanks both, for a) making me smile, and b) dispensiing (as always) sensible advice.

The chocolate is in fact still at work, and I'm now home and have dined on a big plate of veg and gnocchi. Feeling much less grumpy now, to the extent that the entire bag of chocolate in the cupboard is no longer hollering at me and beating me over the head, and I'm going to go and vent the rest of my grump at the gym in a minute.

And "nice" Sue has re-entered the building. :o)

p.s. Jack - never get between a girl and her chocolate - it's a foolish and suicidal endeavour, and usually just results in pain. How have you got this far in life and not learned this fact!!!