one of those days

today i woke up grumpy, day number two of grumpiness. this is a bad sign when you have 3 kids, husband, school, lunches to pack, playdates scheduled...and all i want to do is be reclusive to avoid being loca chica number one. you know that woman? the one her children run away and hide from.
so this week i have come to terms with the fact i am getting older, 38 this year, and there are some strange conditions to my hormonal balance, oh, that should be hormonal imbalance. i'm writing to purge that wild-eyed crazy woman coming to close to breaking the surface. no, i don't mind the fierce woman in me, i enjoy her company. i do mind when she makes me feel so dizzy with anger i feel heat rising from my body. i mind this because it makes me less of the woman i know i am. less of a wife, mother, daughter/sister, friend. so to all of you i cannot communicate with in my times of inner struggle, thank you for letting it be okay to get a little frayed near the ends. i'll take up weaving the ends together again next week. this weekend though, i think i'll be the proverbial neurotic red-head.