She decided to visit, finally

So, those symptoms that got me all worked up? Turns out they actually were a raging case of PMS. Bummer.

I was very disappointed yesterday, and when Mark expressed his perplexity at my mood, I explained, "Aunt Flo is a fucking bitch. I wanted to evict her." When he got home, he held me close and made, in a very comforting voice, a very vulgar comment about trying again. It made me laugh, which I sorely needed. I love this man.