Economy class

Oh my goodness I am struggling today…curse you PMT. I didn’t get up for the gym, the kids (mainly darling Elliott) are driving me to the point of yelling or crying and, to top it off, we have to do groceries after swimming lessons. Absolutely nothing good can come of grocery shopping with cranky kids and an even crankier Mum. I would put it off again, as I have done for days now, but we are down to slim pickins so I have no choice. Couple crankiness with PMT and I guarantee you I will fill the trolley with rubbish like Coco Pops (yum!!! Sugary cereal is one of my favourite “treat foods”), chocolates and biscuits…great news for my taste buds, bad news for my sizeable arse.

I am not exactly sure how I will turn today’s cranky mood around…I am even considering just running with it and being cranky. I know it isn’t the end of the world, it’s just PMT and fussy kids so it shall pass. It is funny how we often fight with and struggle against our emotions instead of just acknowledging them and running with them. It is also quite funny how when we are down, we tend to review all our life’s shortcomings. What a silly idea. When we are down, we blow everything right out or proportion and turn little things into huge life issues so perhaps today is not the best time to reflect on the progress of my life’s goals. So it is decided then, I will allow myself to feel less than grand today, the kids can endure a day of economy class mothering and hopefully tomorrow I will wake up with a bright and cheery enthusiasm for the day ahead…fingers crossed!

I hope you enjoy your day ahead and believe it or not, I think I will too. Now that I have acknowledged my crankiness rather than fighting it, I’m actually feeling a slight improvement in my mood…the Wiggles CD is blaring, Soph is trying to play hairdressers with me as I type and Elliott is screaming in tantrums because he can’t get his toy to do what he wants; but I am not crying J I am not yelling J I am not even bothered by it all just now J Hooray!