Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn!
Our back door neighbors think that jj and I are perfect. We like to keep them in the dark and keep up the charade. She was saying the other day that she would like to wife swap and see how we really live. Interesting.
The thing is that I am like the back door neighbors husband and jj is like the wife. jj and the neighbors wife are calm, understanding and patient. Where as me and the back door neighbors husband are moody, impatient, and hormonal. jj and the other wife would be a calm couple, me and the other husband would drive each other nuts with our insanity. I wonder which one of us would really kill the other one first.
I think that they neighbors would be shocked to know that I had my monthly temper tantrum again yesterday. It included me throwing the pile of stuff to take upstairs on the floor, throwing my flip flops down the stairs, making the baby cry and locking jj out of our bedroom by moving the nightstand in front of the door so that he could not come in.
Do you remember the scene in the movie, “Superstar” where she runs up stair and repeatedly slams her door while screaming, “You’re horrible! You’re horrible!” I would like to say that I have patterned my life after her. Isn’t that a comforting thought.
I think that I took PMS pills last month, I will try it again next month. Hopefully, I will be able to keep this under wraps.