It’s A Known Fact
That us women are crazy. It’s not completely our fault as we have no control over raging hormones, being overly tired or people/events that bring out our inner cray cray. HOWEVER, there are times when we just let the crazy come out because we can…and then we blame it on the above “it’s our of our control” clause.
Here is last night’s example:
After a freaking looooong day at work yesterday (handing out mid-year reviews, hurricane Irene, etc) I get home from work and just want to chill. LD has dinner on the grill, kids are in chill mode, all is good. I decide to throw a load of laundry in and walk out to our laundry room to find something similar to this:
Now, ours was overflowing with people’s empty laundry detergent bottles. It was so stuffed that bottles and dryer sheets were all over the floor.
THAT WAS ENOUGH TO BRING OUT THE CRAZY.
Understand this, we share a laundry room with 5 other condos (NOW YOU KNOW WHY I AM SO HAPPY TO HAVE HOPEFULLY SOLD OUR PLACE). Out of the 6 of us I am the only idiot that cleans that room. I am talking I bleach out the washing machine, mop the floors, take out the trash, etc etc etc. Sounds like I am the laundry maid right? Well, maybe I am. But I can’t stand filth. Ewwww. This time I was done. I am pretty sure it went something like this
“THAT’S IT. I HAVE FREAKING HAD IT. I AM NOT CLEANING THAT ROOM EVER AGAIN. EVER. GOOD LUCK TO ALL OF YOU PEOPLE. AFTER I MOVE OUT OF HERE WHO WILL PICK UP AFTER YOU SLOBBOS? NOONE. THAT’S GROSS. I SWEAR I FEEL LIKE I COULD BEAT SOMEONE UP RIGHT NOW.”
After that spout off (which did take place partially outside for everyone to hear in hopes that the culprit would step outside) I then looked at LD and said
“I KNOW THIS SOUNDS CRAZY. BUT YOU KNOW THE ONE THING THAT TICKS ME OFF IS FILTH. ITS DISGUSTING. I MIGHT LOOK LIKE A LITTLE WIMPY GIRL BUT RIGHT NOW I AM PRETTY SURE I CAN TAKE SOMEBODY. BRING IT.”
Yes, that happened. Inner cray cray. All over a dirty laundry room. I defer back to the “it’s out of my control clause.” Listen, this happens to even the most perfect stepford wife. If we didn’t have these moments we would be the most boring people on the planet. Seriously, if nothing else it’s entertaining. I am certain that LD got a good kick out of it because I was ticked.
After All Of That
I could not get out of bed this morning to hit the gym. A totally needed unplanned rest day. The good news is that I made it ONE FULL WEEK without running and the pain in my Achilles is GONE! I can still feel a little stiffness but can now walk on my tiptoes without wanting to cringe. Wahooo! Time to rehab and take it easy so that I don’t end up on the injured reserved list.
Sooo tomorrow morning I am going to meet up with the Rock Runners at 7:30 a.m. for an EASY run. If anyone is around come join us!
Hello Long Weekend And College Football!
Anyone have any plans?