It’s that time…the time of the month that women loathe.  For me, I tend to get a knot in my stomach that won’t go away for a week straight.  But it’s not a pain knot, it’s an anxiety knot.  I tend to clean more, work more, and worry more during this week than any other. 

Of course, it doesn’t help when things happen that make it worse. 

First, I lost the house alarm key fob.  I tore up the house looking for it.  It turned up an hour later, but by that time I had worked myself into a royal tissie.  Now I can’t find the remote control.  Tivo is kinda lame without the remote…and I have now cleaned the house and it is still no where to be found.

I have a sneaking feeling SUB hid it, but he isn’t talking.

And if that wasn’t enough…I think the round of antibiotics I just took for my sinus infection has given me another infection of the yeast persuasion.  And I don’t know if I can treat it while my "monthly" visitor is around.  So it may be a really…..long……week…..