The menopause is hitting me hard.
My default setting is "I Have Had Enough of This" and it can spike in no time.
For example, Gary and I were reorganizing the laundry room.
(We were reorganizing
... because we bought a new clotheswasher. We bought a clotheswaher ...
... because Sears gave us a deal. We got a deal ...
... because we just bought a refrigerator, and ...
... because we are suckers.
Sears and McDonalds both have caught us in their buy a product / get a coupon for the next product trap.)
Anyway, I say "Gary and I." To be more accurate, I reorganized the laundry room while Gary expressed his intention to use zip ties to stabilize some wire shelves.
For three hours, while I did the rest of the work, Gary changed his shoes, put on a back brace, stretched, and TOOK a NAP.
Then he heard me climb on top the dryer to put on the damn zip ties myself, damnit, and he came in to the laundry room to say:
"What are you doing? The zip ties? I don't want you doing that, you'll do it wrong."
I don't remember much of anything after that.
I didn't launch myself off the dryer onto his head, but I burst into tears, and he yelled, and I screamed, and he stomped into the room and slammed the door.
I charged in there and called him the "C-word."
"Oh," you think, the long "C-word". Nope. The short one. I know, it made no sense, because as he immediately pointed out, that is a pejorative term reserved for the ladies, but it is the worst term I know, and I was angrier than I have ever been.
And I know all of you are virtuous and would never use THAT word, and I say, you have never had your zip tie skills questioned by Gary while on top of a dryer. You can't judge me.
(Every once in a while now Gary kisses me on the nose and says, "I'm your little c%@t.")
Anyway, I am not rational. I can't even curse properly.
* The title comes from the top cultural reference for menopause: the All in Family episode Edith's Problem.
(We just watched the full epiosode here. It made me cry.)