Yesterday was a day which should go down in the history of my life as a Black Day . A day when it seems that the entire universe is conspiring against you .when unusual number of bad things happen .
Boy!! the day started on wrong foot I guess .
I felt tired, cranky, down right grumpy.
I was in one of my “do not mess with me ” moods and that made things even worse for me and for those who came anywhere near me even the workers .
And to top it all ,my 17year old boy decided to argue on some issue which we both knew will add fuel to the already raging fire within .
Gosh ! How do these kids behave !!1. Unbelievable . Ungrateful buggers …
I often feel raising two teenage boys is experiencing Hell on earth .The cute bundles of joy sometimes turn into dementors ,sucking the soul out of your body .Yesterday was such a day .
Was I being overtly critical and over reacting to little things ??? Absolutely not .
Thought a cup of strong Black coffee will make some difference but found the bottle almost empty .
I hit the roof …
By the evening I felt spent . I had done my share of yelling ,accusing,criticising ,everything that was against my inherent nature and now came the time to wallow in self pity .
Trying to hold back the tears swelling up in my lovely eyes , I went into a soliloquy .
Now when I think of it ,it looks like the best theatrical performance I must have given .
words like ..inadequate mom ,looser to the core ,life sucks ,enough is enough blended with the choicest of cuss words , came easily to a person who is normally just the opposite to this .
The water had really gone over my head .
But , at that time, I was completely pissed off and needed to let the steam off .
The amazing thing is that during such times the entire past opens in front of you like a slide show and you remember all the hurt and pain and every wrong done to you knowingly or unknowingly .Even the ones you made up yourself .
I guess the deadly PMS virus had stuck me resulting in my grouchy mood swings lately.The monthly blood donation got a bit too much to handle ..that’s one donation I HATE .
Slowly I slipped into silent mode and heated all the leftovers made some rice and after making myself a huge mug of camomile tea ,locked myself from the world .
Today is a happy day .
Life goes on ……