The Trouble With Veruska

Good evening....I wrote that in the same voice that Alfred Hitchcock would say it in.

I am here sitting on my couch writing because none of my family really wants to be around me.....because I am being a bitch. Yes I know that I am and yet I can't seem to stop myself, which is pathetic I know. ...UGH I hate it when I feel this way, cranky and annoyed....and yet I also feel like I deserve to have my moments when I'm difficult to be around as all the rest of my family members have theirs?!?!

Okay I know that's a major cop out and yet I do it all the time....and so does Michael ;) You know when your totally disagreeing with your significant other and then you realize you're kinda in the wrong and then you say 'We'll you're not always right!'....like if you point out that you've dealt with their shit it means they have to deal with yours.

I honestly don't know what's with me lately, I feel on edge and I'm having a hard time finding my groove....even after a weekend? Once again I blame may hormones...."Hormones ya gone done me wrong!".... Poor things get the brunt of all my blame, and yet here I am sitting alone on the couch writing because they have made me an irrational bitch and have taken away my mojo.

I think perhaps the solution for me would be my island that I could retreat to and experience solitude....like that whole 'Red Tent' book that so many ladies seem to love.....and yet I don't want to go away because I'm in a mood....I just want to be handled with kid gloves....like a queen, or a celebrity....Is that too much to ask!?! I don't think so either?

Instead however I am finding my solitude, my island, my 'Red Tent' if you will right here on my couch (it's red!), where I am writing...all alone...because my family has had enough of my mood and I can't seem to shake it.


Peace,
-V