Thursday, May 24, 2012

I am a Grumpy-muffin, so there....

So this last week I have been a crazy person. Rude to a lot of people, especially my poor husband, whom I love dearly. I am a grump--it is a comfortable state for me. And today I am going to explain a little bit about why this last month has been so trying.
Aside from trying to go gluten and lactose free and my favorite foods being brownies and ice cream, we have been doing tests. Three blood tests in total. One I hate needles, and two, I hate waiting, and waiting is what comes after tests. Plus I have to wait until certain times to do the tests, so it has been a month since we went to see the doctor the first time, and now that the blood tests are done she will be gone for the next week and a half. More waiting! Patience, let me tell you is not one of my virtues. And I can't see another doctor because she is the only one at the student health center who specializes in what we need. Getting in to see her is a trick, because she is only in the office on days that I work. And I am grumpy, and waiting, which makes me grumpy, and not sleeping because I am stressed, which makes me grumpy, and all of this culminates into explosions of emotion and yelling and crying. Add in homework, and exams, and midterms coming up and you get a girl who can't keep her house clean, because she is always tired and always has something more important. How never gets her homework done, because she would rather watch TV. And a girl who rationalizes it all so that none of it is her fault.
This week I am a wreck of mass proportions. And I just wish my doctor would get back so that I can find out what is wrong, that midterms would magically take care of themselves, and that I could go visit my mom and give her a hug. And today I am grumpy! (in case I didn't mention that.)

But on a happier note, I get to go to Olive Garden tonight with my coworkers. And my coworkers are great, and Olive Garden is yummy, and my husband is coming too, and he makes me happy. So, maybe this grumpy thing is possible to live through, I just needed to voice a bit of frustration to the ether. 

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