I'm no angel!

I've been trying to think of some more wonderful things to post on here, but I've hit a bit of a dry spell- partly due to the erratic moods of PMS and these wonderful hormones that God blessed (cursed) me with. So I thought I'd just vent and show everyone that I'm definitely NOT always nice and pleasant! David is happy that at this moment my ire is aimed at something other than him so he'll probably be thrilled to see that I'm blogging rather than complaining to (at) him.
I know there are a lot of other sisters out there who deal with hormone issues. It may be PMS, or menopause, or even pregnancy. I don't know if anyone one of these is worse than the other (I've only gone through 2 of them so far) but I don't know of anyone who jumps out of bed in the morning and yells "I love my hormones!"
I, for one, rather hate my hormones. I hate how they take control of my body for a full week or more each month. That's a quarter of my entire life!! I hate feeling like a bottomless pit who can't hardly wait 2 hours to eat again, and having that nagging feeling that I'd like to smack something or someone. I hate feeling like I can't stand my husband just because he's here, and worse, that he's watching football rather than doing something to make me feel better! (I know, Dear, there's nothing you actually CAN do!) And if the moods aren't enough, then we get to deal with all the pain and other physical discomforts that come the following week. (For the sake of the delicate minded, I won't elaborate on THAT one!)
I used to think that God really did hate me. Why else would He create me so that I'm nice and pleasant 3 weeks of the month and a monster the other one? I think that maybe it's His way of keeping me humble. I can't be very prideful thinking I'm so much nicer than someone else if I happen to think hateful thoughts every month! I'm also much more aware of the frailty of my human body and that I won't be able to have a perfected one without His help. (I'm really praying that hormones will have become a thing of the past with a perfected body- or at least regulated in a way that I can feel normal most of the time!) I don't think that God hates me anymore, and I'm thankful to know that Jesus experienced everything I have. He overcame it so I know I have to try also.
The funny thing about PMS though, for me, is that this is the one time of the month that I will take care of any complaints I have with the phone company, doctor's bills, etc. In fact, I decided tonight that it is totally unacceptable that I have to wait FIVE days to receive my ink cartridge from Dell, just because they decided to change shipping methods. (You can see how the nasty side of me comes out...) I sent them an email letting them know exactly what I think of their shipping choice, and while I was at it I decided to let them know that it's unreasonable to charge $30 for a single black ink cartridge that I can't even buy at my local walmart or Meijer. I know that Dell will probably have some poorly paid person send a form letter email back to me, and things will continue to be the same until I really do buy a different brand of printer, but it's nice to know that at least I had my say.
And that's basically all I'm doing here tonight too. Just having my say. So ha. Hopefully I'll be back to my usual self soon- but if I'm not by tomorrow when my visiting teachers arrive, I promise to put away my nasty attitude for a little while and be nice to them!