Emotions

Ok, so the past week has been amazing in terms of Brandon and my relationship. Before, I was cranky, easily irritated, snappy, and just a plain ol' pain in the butt. But I've gotten so much better. Brandon said he thought he was with a different person. And because I was in a good mood, so was he. We have started a bedtime and wake-up routine... lame, I know, but it helps! So, we wake up nice to each other and go to bed nice to each other.


Then..... today came. I just felt like I had been holding in the entire week until this moment. The 3 o'clock bell rings at work, the kids leave, and since I have my plans for next week already finished, I crack open a little Harry Potter. I wait until it is time to leave, get in the car, and pick up Brandon. We weren't 3 minutes from his office when I started flipping out about pizza. About how he didn't understand me. About how "cravings" is an understatement. "I WILL KILL FOR PIZZA," I said through tears.... while driving. Then, I freaked about how I will end up going home, making a nice dinner, then have to wash the dishes... but wait! I haven't washed the dishes from last night's nice dinner. So... I'll have to wash the dishes, cook, wash more, and not even enjoy what we ate.

Needless to say, we ordered pizza.

I want my good mood back.