Time out!

Confession time!

I am in a self-proclaimed time out. Really.

Call it hormones. PMS. whatever you may. But when it comes,
my anxiety goes through the roof and i turn into this whole other person
that even *I* don't like. My hubby has jokingly labeled me
the "possessed Susie Doll" when i get like this. My eyes light up,
my head spins around...you get the picture.

I had dd home all day, so my "day off" was ambushed by a sick child.
After 3 days of a sick child last week, i didn't take that very well.
The lowest point of my day was when i had my own tantrum (blush)while my ds was having HIS tantrum over shoes. Thankfully he was only 5 minutes late.
I must admit that i was completely honest and wrote down "trantrum over shoes"
as the reason he was tardy. I'm sure the ladies in the office have heard it all.

So i cleaned like mad today, made a crockpot, and politely excused myself to
my room after dinner. I'm working on curriculum for school, waiting for a phone call from my MIL (that's a whole other post!), reading, watching tv, etc.
I'm sure the hubby is thankful to not have to deal with
me, and i get the space that i so desperately need. At times like these,
I would be much better off if i could just hibernate or get a one way ticket to
Alaska (or Hawaii) for about 4 days.

So, hopefully i will be past the worst of it by the time the weekend rolls around
and I head to the mountains for a weekend with my wonderful girl friends.
My daughter hopes for your sakes that I'm through all of this, lol. You've been warned!