return to innocence (read: insanity)

Started menstruating again. Two years without and it's kind of exciting, like I've just started and I'm thirteen again. I can definitely do without the drama, though; I'm feeling generally pissed off, though I know in part it is because of the big storm we finally had. All that boiling atmospheric energy coming our way, and that's a good description of my internal forcast; tightly wound, unexplainable antsiness, like I'm going to snap at any given time. To quote a great kung fu warrior, "get ready to feel the thunder!"

To celebrate, I've ordered some cloth menstrual pads from VulvaLoveLovely on etsy. I'm also thinking of trying Crea8tiveMama's bounty, though I want to test the first set prior to ordering more. I just like it that she says every month is a party in her panties. Ha!

So Max has been a bit of a basket case since Monday, and that's another gauge on which to stay appraised. He must be picking up on my instability- come to think of it, so is Tabby; she's been running around like a lunatic and doing things she knows she's not supposed to do, all the while watching me with this gleeful, shit-eating grin. Little turd.

And she just woke up an hour early. shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.