Saturday, September 14, 2013

Moody

One minute I'm happy as a lark. The next, I'm ready to strangle something. The joys of being a 40 something female. Tony was glad to be accessible only via a FaceTime chat.

I really dislike it when my emotions get the best of me. I pretty much reserve the brunt of it for those close to me. But since no one is home, that makes it difficult. I could always hook up the punching bag again and do a few karate chops and groin kicks.

But then I'm sure my body would remind me of my 40 something age group! Maybe a glass of wine, a stint in the hot tub, and sleep would be a better remedy. Maybe...

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