Not sure what happened the other night, but in the morning, when my feet hit the floor, I knew it wouldn’t be a good day. The sun was too bright, the wake-up music too loud. The dogs were on my nerves, even though they didn’t do anything else than greeting me like every day. The house was a mess, my hair had grown 3 inches overnight and my t-shirt felt wrong.
The neighbor’s car was loud, and there was nothing appealing in the fridge. My decaf coffee was too strong, the smoothie weak. I saw a dust bunny running through the hallway, and I barked at my husband for no reason.
There are days when I am unpleasable, and yesterday was such a day.
I am mean; I’m nasty at times. I don’t feel like talking to people at times. When I am in a bad mood and have had a really awful day, don’t come in my face because I am not tolerant and I am not a goddess; I can’t handle it after a point. I am going to get up, and I am going to scream, and I am going to say bad things to you. -Kajol, bad mood quotes
The morning was a disaster and then it got even better.
In the afternoon I had an appointment for an online card tournament. A game I play ever since I am a child, and one of the things I am really good at. I always look forward to the monthly contest and can’t wait to see who I am playing with, and who I play against.
Right from the start, everything went wrong. I lost a hand I should have won with ease. The cards were always stacked against me, the world was out to get me, and the third player on the table was just not likeable. It took about 5 games (we play 36) until I verbally bit her head off. I blocked her from ever playing with me again, and considered even to leave my card club, just to prevent future meetings with a stranger I had never met before.
What the Heck?
Yesterday I was the perfect example of an elderly, grumpy woman.
None of it makes sense. I am mostly in a good mood, love to laugh. I have ongoing discussions with our dogs, adore my husband, love our home and couldn’t care less about the little things. I always see the silver lining, and I am the born optimist.
I believe this world has enough problems to sweat the little stuff. But not yesterday. Yesterday was my day to shine in all my grumpiness, and I was good at it.
Today I feel grumpy, my heads in a mood.
I don’t know what’s happened, but I’ve lost my groove.
I’m fed up, I’m moody and my temper is bad.
I don’t even know why I feel so MAD.
Maybe it’s hormones, maybe that’s why.
I can’t seem to shake it, I think I might cry.
I’m not use to feeling so hopeless and irritated.
Maybe I’d feel better if I sat and meditated.
Sorry this poem is whack, but I am in a MOOD.
Maybe I need a nap and to eat some yummy food…
The end.
Author unknown
Hormones? Unlikely, I don’t think I have any left.
A bad day for no reason? So it seems.
However, it didn’t last and thankfully it doesn’t happen to often. Today I am back to normal -whatever normal might be. Sitting here smiling, typing, confessing and wondering why I was in such a foul mood yesterday.
The coffee tastes good again, the smoothie was out of this world. Our dogs are cute as they can be, and my husband is the sweetest guy on this planet.
Life is good again.
The happy Quitter! 
Try living with a person with Alzheimer’s who also happens to be my mother with whom I’ve had personality conflicts most of my adult life! These are just two of the many reasons I could give for always being grumpy towards her.
On the flip side, as I tell her when she reacts to my overreactions which generally show up in the tone of my voice (as confirmed by others) she can sometimes accept that what I’m doing is for her benefit and in those instances I am trying to convey to her some kind of response I think she will be able to understand. I realize that I have always taken any comments she makes about other people as comparisons to me, in which I always come off as lacking in some way. This is another reason, and personality quirk of mine, for my current reactions as described above.
I found out yesterday that one of the individuals with whom Mom compares me has the same type of relationship with her mom. It made me feel better to realize I’m not alone in this, and fortunately I like this lady for this and several other similarities we share. I think she would agree that we are probably among the few people of our age who still have at least one living parent and, when we can take a step back, are generally (or at least occasionally) grateful that we are lucky few in comparison to those others.
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Your Mom’s behavior is a reflection of her disease and it’s brutal to watch. I can only imagine how hard it must be.
Perhaps you should look at hour mom as a patient and remember her the way she was.
Don’t take anything she says or does personnel.
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Good advice.
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There are those days, Bridget! I always want to understand them, but sometimes I really cannot be certain what started the downward spiral. We should probably learn that when we feel like that we should self-isolate, or just go back to bed! LOL! I’m glad you were more aligned with your natural disposition the following day. 🙂
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‘Going back to bed’ sounds reasonable enough. 🙂
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love your honest grumpily ownership giving a dose of humor and an onward forward message💖❣️
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It seems many can relate and I am not a weirdo after all. 🙂
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Brilliant honesty and thank you for sharing,. It shows we are never alone.
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Gosh, I hope not. 🙂
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I think we need a bad day occasionally so we, and those we encounter, can appreciate how brilliant we are normally!
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You know I was laughing while reading this, right?
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There you are, back to your normal brilliant self Bridget!
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I have learned when I feel like that, I should just not talk. Who knows why we have those days from time to time? Glad today is better!
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You are smart. I still mingle and bite heads off.
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Can totally sympathise. I find myself being very short with people if I am stressed about something else, which is definitely not their fault!
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I suppose stress has something to do with it as well.
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as George Harrison says, this too will pass, have another hot chocolate and it will pass even faster, cheers
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It already did, as stated at the end of my post. Hot chocolate however is always a good idea. 🙂
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have a great weekend, cheers
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