PMS and Ash Wednesday, they have an S in common, S as in snake and today I am mean as a snake.
I was genuinely going to take Georgie's Love Dare. I failed on day 4.
How precious also are Your thoughts to me. . . .
How vast is the sum of them! If I should count them,
they would outnumber the sand. —Psalm 139:17–18
Contact your spouse sometime during
the business of the day. Have no agenda
other than asking how he or she
is doing and if there is anything
you could do for them.
It surely wasn't thoughtful of me when I screamed at Whynot, "get a fucking calendar douche bag, follow along, yeah it's PMS, now leave me alone!"
Luckily, it was yesterday and doesn't count towards my Lenten resolution of being a kinder person. Besides I think Bishop Sartain would allow a special dispensation for PMS. Yeah I'm so sure of it, that I think I'll go eat that last paczki now. The fasting regulations don't apply if it would negatively affect my health or ability to work. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. But just in case, I'll say five Hail Marys.