By the end of the day I'm all unravelled.Does anyone else have this problem?
In the morning I am happy, motivated, excited, patient, fun, kind.
In the evening I am the opposite of all those things.
The moment of transformation comes around 4pm.
I'm hoping someone knows of a secret elixir that can hold off Mr. Hyde.
5 comments:
Holy smokes. That totally happened to me yesterday (well, in addition to the many other days). I hate it! I feel so bad but Benson totally got banned to the upstairs so I could have a break. I lit a whole bunch of candles, turned on Pandora, and washed the dishes to candlelight and romantic music. It would have worked out nicely, actually, if I didn't have to yell at Benson every 3 seconds for being mean to Banks. In the end you know what made the difference? A 4:30 prayer. I hate it when the obvious stuff actually works. :) I hope someone else has better advice, but at least you know it's pretty common.
we call 4 pm our witching hour or evil time. it is a very dark hour until daddy comes home to relieve mommy. i totally get you....
ME Too! I pray every night that I will be more patient tomorrow than I was today. I am really trying to laugh at things instead of freaking out about then. Like to today.... See blog.
sometimes a nice shot of whiskey in the afternoon does it for me...Oh wait, I meant Diet Coke!
I know what's wrong! It says you posted that at 5:25 AM. Need I say more?? J/k seriously, maybe you are tired???
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