the other pms
Today was not really a bad day. It really wasn’t. Good things did happen. I got a free lunch and then adventitiously for coffee we had angel-food cake and strawberries for a b-day. But I just couldn’t shake the “my-life-sucks” feeling … hence, the other pms (poor-me-syndrome). I was sitting under a pseudo-rain cloud all day — and they are calling for actual showers this evening. I thought about picking up ice cream or chocolate or fastfood on the way home from work, but nothing seemed to catch my fancy. So it looks like I’ll be having some leftover soup that is sitting in the fridge.
The other good news, which I alluded to earlier and which was confirmed today, it that I will no longer be working in neurosciences and surgery. I have accepted a position as renal transplant pharmacist for where I’m at. It will be a huge learning curve, since I know little about renal transplant. But the training opportunities (i.e. visiting other sites) looks like it’s coming together. Hopefully there is not too much distention in the department
The other bad news is that the alternater was not working. I know this now, but earlier all I knew was that the warning light that looks like a battery came on, then went off, then came on … etc. My invoice says it was only putting out 3 amps at 11.5 volts. The new one is putting out 30 amps at 13.5 volts. Once again, I am very thankful I got the extended warranty when I bought my car.
I hate that version of pms. It seems to be worse the older I get and the more I have to contemplate my life (where have I been? where am I going? am I on the right path?)
I sometimes wonder if single gals get this version worse than the married? Does husband and family really complete a girl? Or is it more of a personality trait? Or perhaps just plain hormonal levels? Or are we all equal and subject to this pms equally?