PMS stands for Prone to Murphy's (law) Shit...

This morning was the morning from hell. By the time the girl got up--with a massive 'tude of her own & spewing sass left & right... I told her firmly, "I suggest you take your attitude upstairs & come down when you're able to talk to me normally." Then I told the toaster how much I depised its toasterly-ness for getting in my way and I spilled my coke. The girl stomped upstairs & I overheard her brother telling her, "nothing is working for her today, that's all."
Aside from a fierce round of severely nauseating cramps, two--yes, two--smashed thumbs, a nice solid WHACK! on each "funny" bone resulting in muscles that want to shriek with any movement beyond a very limited range, HIGH crazy cold winds that are blowing the smoke straight back DOWN the chimney & into my just above freezing house, the phone for the land-line being dead & barely able to be charged & my cell phone being dead (although chargeable) but both limiting my ability to call this morning & figure out why my DSL wasn't functioning, and an entire body that is not happy with me at all--the end result of moving 4 or 5 or 6 carts of books--taller than me by over a "head" up from the basement yesterday and THEN adding insult to injury by helping the man move my mom's old couch out of her house for her after work--aside from these few things--this has been a lovely, lovely Tuesday.
Actually, I gave up around 11 & took an hour & a half nap...

Oh, & I'm still recovering from the brilliantly idiotic idea of mine that it would somehow be "ok" or easier on some level if I allowed EACH child to invite a friend over for a sleep-over on Saturday. All was well, actually, until about an hour before bed-time. MY kids are easy transition to bed-time children. They may not always GO to SLEEP at bed-time but they will stay in bed & read or watch a movie or do some other "quiet" activity until they fall asleep. The girls friend was very much NOT an easy transition to bed-time child. First she told the girl all about the movie The Grudge (who lets a 6 year old watch shit like that???) until they were both sobbing & hysterically terrified. Then the friend wanted to sleep in my bed because her MOM always lets HER sleep in her bed when she's scared. I said no. Well, she wanted to go home so I said I'd call her Mom & have her come get her. Well, she didn't want to stay HERE but she didn't want to go home either so she supposed she'd stay here. But she didn't bring a pillow and the only pillow we gave her was PINK and she did NOT like PINK. She'd rather sleep with NO pillow than a nasty pink pillow. I told her, fine--she could sleep with no pillow. Then she had at least 6 other things that were just unacceptable. I decided early on not to even go there with her in terms of arguing the point (and did NOT give her a pillow with a different color pillow case on it as I had mini-visions of her running with the upper hand from that point on). & so... I told her "fine" & she had two choices every time... "no pillow or pink pillow," etc.

Anyway. Finally the children went home & I vowed that was once experience I'd never attempt again.
School was cancelled today & both my kids are home and crabby--despite having gone outside to burn off some excess energy. The girl seems to have adopted some of her little friends 'tude as well as this annoying high pitched WHINY... *thing*. I keep mimicking how she sounds back to her and she can barely not laugh no matter how serious the "whatever" it was that she was whining about 2 seconds before might have been.
It's not even one & I'm ready to rip my hair out of my head.

I need... to get around to making my appointment for a massage. I need to figure out someplace nearby that has a SAUNA as I could really use a bit of time in one.