I don't PMS often (it's not really a verb, but we use it as a verb), but when I do, I make it count. I've always been one of those girls that thinks hormones are no excuse for erratic behavior, so I still try to keep the wrath of mine to myself, but it manages to come out in the silliest of ways.
(I'm also the type of girl that thinks talking about periods and anything related to them is pretty unnecessary, but...here I am...)
For starters, I'll blame PMS for my having impulsively bought heels on Friday while in Duluth for a women's conference. Women's conference. Bad timing. Everything that was sad or moving in its nature, made me gasp because I was so suddenly overcome with emotions from it.
The kicker, and what I would say is the epitome of my version of PMS, was today. I was having a really tough time getting through work today; just long, difficult projects. So I decided to pursue a vending machine ally, and for some reason it was M&M's. I don't usually care about M&M's. If they're there, I might eat some, I might not. Today, I had to have M&M's. I get to the vending machine, and there's only peanut. Which I weirdly loathe, - but again, I'll eat them, if I have to. So I relent, buy the peanut ones.
On my drive home, I'm at the traffic light, driving by target thinking, I really want regular M&M's...those peanut ones just didn't cut it! And I feel myself getting ready, to get ready to cry. I realize I need to drop off my netflix, the post office is on the way to target; a great excuse. So I go in, get my big bag, thinking I can share with my small group.
As I'm in the car, at a light waiting to turn out of the parking lot, I grab the bag of candy - because naturally I need to eat some in the three minute drive home. On the back is a deceptive ad for their Dark Chocolate version. Now, I am not a dark chocolate fan, and I see this, and I let out an albeit, over-dramatic yell of frustration that at the time felt justified...NOT dark chocolate! I turned them over with a sigh of relief.
PMS is a monster virus that lives in women and rampages the world. (Sorry if you are a man and read this and you didn't want to, but it's probably time you knew.)
