{it's almost midnight}

As I sit here embracing a completely quiet house {OK, the dishwasher is running} I find myself recapping the evening.

{poor men I live with}

To put it simply, I was a complete B*tch! And, there really wasn't any good reason for it other than I was just plain tired of worrying about how everyone else felt around me.

I'm not normally such a selfish person. In the past, I have sent out the warning signals ... "I'm not any fun to be around today", or "I'm throwing a pity party & you're not invited" or the best one "I don't even want to hang out with me today!" :o)

Alas, I finally reached the point where I was just "Grumpy" {as DS#2 puts it} & quite frankly, I didn't give a damn!

I mean really, there are only so many toddler-tantrums & teen-hormones a girl can take before it finally builds up & over flows ... we are talking YEARS in the making!

Of course, this is where the experts would begin to introduce 'mid-life crisis' talk.

No, my dear, Dr. Whatever ~ I just had an evening where instead of putting everyone else first, I let my hair down & was a cranky lady.

Now we could chalk it up to the fact that I normally would have cured such a mood with a nice glass of wine, however in my middle aged state, that would mean the next 24 hours of my life are like walking in a fog of fatigue that even the most potent Advil won't cure!

So maybe my mid-life crisis is beginning, but I can assure you ~ it has nothing to do with all the assumed reasons.

My husband is a good man, we still have a great time between the sheets, my kids are good people {& will someday make amazing husbands ~ my ultimate goal in parenting}, I have the most supportive girlfriends, I love my job ... house ... community. I have really no reason to complain or be cranky, other than every once in awhile us Moms need a night to have our own kind of tantrum.

No apologies necessary.

Wouldn't you agree? Comments encouraged,

TOAM