Today I took the kids to the YMCA. There was a line so we waited. And then someone cut right in front of me to get to the counter. The person at the counter said that I was next and I let him go anyway. If he was that pushy he was obviously in a hurry.
I also played some basketball with the kids (their version of it anyway), and picked up some wayward balls to throw back to people. I know it's not much, but it was being much kinder than I wanted to be today. I am premenstrual and everything sucks and I'm mad and frustrated and in pain. So I am proud that I managed to do that much. Wait, I'll be proud in ten days, right now I need some medication.
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