Misery

Misery, they name is Aunt Flo. If I thought the last two weeks of being a hormonal mess was awful, the next seven or so days are going to be pure hell. I’ve spent the day in bed. If I didn’t have to get started on the pizza soon, I wouldn’t have gotten out of bed. I would love nothing more than to go back to bed right now. As soon as we have eaten and watched Dr. Who, that’s probably exactly what I will do. I could take an entire bottle of Midol and not feel human (or even alive). Just … freaking … awful.

I didn’t really want to make pizza tonight, not feeling like I even have the strength to put the dough together and chop the veggies, but Lin is having an awful day at work. I know he looks forward to pizza night, and I don’t want to bother him with asking to bring home some burgers or something. Somehow, I’m going to have to get a pizza made. I thought about ordering one from Papa John’s, but I know we’d only be disappointed. I have ruined us for ever ordering delivery pizza again. The homemade stuff is just so much fresher and better.

I wish we didn’t have to go to the farmer’s market this weekend, but we do. I need some hamburger, and I can’t bring myself to buy it at the grocery store. I’m also hoping there will be some nice organic veggies this week too. I’ll be seriously upset if the pickings are as slim as they were last week. I don’t anticipate feeling like going to a new place to shop until at least later next week, and we need veggies now. How we made it through this week with only one tomato, two potatoes, a carrot, and a handful of small onions is a testament to my being able to be creative with what I have. I really don’t like having to be quite that creative.

Eh, I’m going to shut up now. Anything I could possibly have to say is only going to be so much more whining about how dreadful I feel. That’s not going to make me feel any better, so no point griping about it. Off to the kitchen to get everything ready for the pizza so all I have to do is throw it together when it’s time to get it started. I am so looking forward to going back to bed.

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