Caffiene Crash

Yep. Totally starting a caffeine crash right now. Yay me!

So I thought I would do my blog post before I totally shut down.

Master made a comment yesterday about how it seems that I'm getting more bitchy when I'm PMSing/on my period as of late. And I have to agree with Him.

When I first met Him I was 20 years old. PMS?! What the fuck is that? I was care free and like, "Oh wow. My pussy is bleeding again." It wasn't a big deal at all. If there was any side effect what so ever, it was the fact that I was just more horny than usual.

Now, as I near the ripe old age of 27 (a little less than three months away) I have noticed that each month I seem much more irritable, and I feel more bloated than usual and all that fun stuff. It's like one minute I'll be fine and happy go lucky. The next minute, something small will happen, something that has happened a million times over the course of our relationship, and I'll have daggers shooting out my eyes and venom dripping from my tongue. It sucks.

I've been apologizing for it, but it doesn't mean that makes up for it. And I know that it's hormones. But sometimes I look at myself and go, "Who the fuck are you?" when I'm on the rag.

So I told Master I want to look into some over the counter medications. I had a bottle of Excedrin Menstrual Complete. I had used it a few months back, to help with the bloating. Today I took the last pill in that bottle and I feel way better! I'm not grumpy or ready to gouge anyone's eyes out at a moment's notice. I don't know if it is truly due to the pill or not, as I'm on my third day of my period. So that may also be affecting it.

But I think I'll look into the over the counter drugs for menstrual health anyway. Any suggestions/tips/hints/advice?

He must love me to put up with me when I'm like this. Poor Master.

But hey! We had amazing sex last night where I ended up in the slave rape position! *creams*

Today I went off to work. Master called me around 2pm to tell me He wasn't feeling well. :-( It's just sinuses, but His sinuses are horrendous!

Today the driver in the carpool I'm in for work had to go to school, so she wasn't able to take us home. So she dropped us off at a bus stop. Thankfully I had already talked to Master and He picked me up, as well as the other person in the car pool who also would have waited for the bus. We dropped him off, and then Master and I went home.

We ate dinner, relaxed, and now I'm just trying to keep my eyes open.

Joys Of Being Female

Yeah, so I'm sure that you've guessed by the title that if you're a man, you might not want to read this post. *laughs*

Today, while doing stuff around the apartment I realized that I had gotten my period. Joys of joys.

I went into the bathroom and discovered that I only had one tampon left. *sigh* Ya know, you don't think about that kind of stuff for three weeks a month, and then when you need them you're like "Son of a bitch."

So I put on some clothes and headed to the store. Master does not buy tampons. He has never, once, bought me a box of tampons, at least not without me standing right there. Like He'll pay for them, but I don't think He'd want to go to the store alone and have to stare at all those boxes going, "What. The. Fuck. She's gonna shove this up her twat. This is not rocket science. Why are there so many different kinds?!"

And then have to proceed to the checkout counter after giving up and just grabbing whatever box was closest. *laughs* I just, don't see it happening. It's not like He's ever refused to go pick up a box. I've just never asked Him. I've never uttered the words, "Babe while you're at the store could you get us some soda, some paper towels... Oh! And a box of tampons. But the regulars. Not the supers."

Nope. Never happened. I don't know why I haven't asked. It's just not something I've done. Whether He would do it or not if I asked Him to, I have no idea. You would think after being with Him for almost 7 years I would know the answer to that. But it's never come up. I've always either been with Him, or gone myself.

So anyway, I went to the store. And of course while I was there I realized we needed some other things, so I grabbed those as well. When I got home I put everything away and wrapped the Christmas gifts we've already bought.

And while I was doing so I said to Master, "I don't see why we need to pay for those things anyway." And He was like, "Uh... pay for what?"

I seem to be rather random when I'm on my period. It's odd.

So I said, "Tampons. I don't see why we have to pay for tampons."

So He said, "Well someone has to make them and they have to make a profit."

To which I replied, "Yeah but it's not like it's something we can help! We don't have a choice in it. It's just something that happens. I shouldn't have to pay for something I can't control!"

But if the world worked that way, that means you'd never have to pay for medication or health care. Which would be awesome. It's not like you can control it when you're sick or injured. (Okay, maybe sometimes. Like when you do something totally stupid.)

Plus who decided that a piece of cotton (I think it's cotton? Whatever.) in a plastic applicator should cost so damn much, for like... a box of frickin' 20. Which most women would agree sometimes is not enough to get you through you entire period.

And another thing, why is it that some stores put their tampons by the toliet paper... which makes sense to me. And yet other stores, like the one I went to today, puts them next to the baby diapers, condoms, and pregnancy tests.

*blinks*

It's like they are covering all their bases. Having all that stuff in one aisle.

"Got your period? Then don't worry, and breathe a sigh of relief while looking  at the other stuff in the aisle, as you grab the tampons. Didn't get your period? We're gonna freak you out by putting the pregnancy tests right next to baby diapers! And that's also why we put the condoms there, to scare the shit out of teenage boys."

Very Relaxing Friday

BC picked me up and took me to work yesterday. It was insanely busy for the four hours that I was there. It was like everyone had just realized that we were going to be closed on Monday and so they had to get that stuff done like... ya know.. before that. But hey, no biggie. I had a feeling that was going to happen.

I got out at noon. Master picked me up and we dropped off our rent check. Goodbye large chunk of money. It could be worse. We could be paying as much as we do for a studio apartment, and that would suck.The reason why we drop it off is because I don't trust the postal service to get it to them on time. Plus, this particular month, I got paid on the 4th and rent is due by the 5th, and I really don't feel like paying a late fee on rent.

After we dropped off the rent check we went home for a little while. We relaxed and then Master decided He was hungry, which made me realize how hungry I was as well. So we ate lunch and once we were done eating it was like both of us realized how little we've been sleeping lately. So Master suggested a nap. And the nap felt ssoooo good. I was curled up with my Daddy and got to sleep for a few hours! Yay!

We had made plans to meet SS at the bar last night around 9pm. So we got up around 7pm and relaxed. Which is when I realized I had started my period. No wonder I've been in a funk. I'm realizing that as I get closer to the age of 30 that funk is getting worse, and worse. The cramps aren't as bad.. but the funk and weird thoughts/emotions that come with this lovely monthly visitor is getting worse. I'm going to have to keep an eye on that. Seriously.

My mother had tried to warn me about such things, as soon as I hit the age of 25. (I'm now 26 1/2.) I shrugged it off, stupidly. Stupid hormones. Oh, and by the way... why the hell after all of these years of evolution has the female body not given us the ability to know exactly when our vagina is going to start bleeding so we don't have embarrassing moments. Thankfully that hasn't happened to me since Jr. High, I've since been lucky enough to start it when I'm at home. But still! I have to wear khakis at work, and the thought of suddenly having a blood stain appear freaks me out. Plus, I'm totally over getting my period. I've had it since I was ten years old. Lucky me on being an early starter. I'm now a recreational model, read.. I'm fixed. It can go away now.

The only good thing about it is the fact that Master loves the taste/scent of it.

Okay, so off that subject.

Anyway, we go to the bar and VH is there. No big surprise honestly. But thankfully last night she was pretty cool. She wasn't drunk and she wasn't highly annoying. And our favorite bartender at that place was there. She fucking rocks.

Around 9pm SS calls my cell and tells me that she isn't going to be able to make it because she has to sit and home and wait for her teenager to get home, so she can yell at her for being very late. Totally understandable. So Master and I had a couple of drinks each, and headed out.

When we got home, we watched a very good movie called "Surviving the Game". Master had told me about it a while back, and we found it on Netflix. We went to bed around 3am and passed out.

This morning we got up about 11am and have been relaxing since then.

I'll probably do another post before the day is through, I just wanted to make sure to get this one done since Master was kind enough to let me wait until today to type it out.