**Disclaimer** — Guys – sorry. You’ll probably want to skip this post, but ladies I have just got to vent for a few minutes here. Mostly to the effect that I’m sure most of you will be sitting reading this thinking hell yeah sister. You’re right!
It’s the worst. Am I right? I mean it’s the best when you’re like yay! Another month without getting pregnant – self five! But I do not handle shark week, the dot, the time of the month, my visit from aunt flo, whatever it is that you call it – I do not handle it well. I become the biggest drama queen, bitch, devouring everything in sight, and slacking off in life in general to the most extreme. Get out of my way. I just don’t want to deal. But I do try to keep a few things around the house and on my mind to make the suffering a little more bearable.
1. Netflix/Hulu – Just TV in general
I told the boyfriend, sorry hun, but I have to marathon watch Bachelor in Paradise this week. That’s all there is to it. And then when I finish that, I have to get back over to Netflix to spend some good ole time with Jane the Virgin.
2. Hot Tea
I always treat myself to some hot Starbucks drinks on my way to work during this week. Ease the cramps a little, and just spoil myself a little. Then I come home and enjoy a nice cup of hot tea to warm my tummy. No matter what time of year.
3. All the wine
Nothing wrong with enjoying an adult beverage with dinner. But this week, I want to have red wine. And a couple of glasses too, so it gets me feeling all happy and sleepy. And then boom, I’m out for the count and I’ve got no room for complaints
I know, this one is pretty cliched, but I MUST have chocolate. I need it. I don’t keep it in the house regularly, but I always stop by the store and get myself a bag of something or even just a candy bar at the gas station. I just need to feel guilty for two minutes and satisfy my sugar tooth, despite the fact that it feels like a cavity.
This one is weird I’ll admit it! But let me be clear – this one is about 2 hours of straight cleaning the whole week. That’s it. But it makes me feel better to be up and about and moving instead of curling up on the couch suffering through cramp pains. I just dedicate about 20 minutes straight and try to clean as much as I can. I know it’s weird. But so am I.
Well there you have it. A little TMI from sincerely yours. I’ve always wanted to write this post and then I always worry about what people would say, but then I remembered. Um hello, this is my blog. I can write whatever I want. So tell me ladies…what did I miss?