Today has been better. I woke up and weighed myself as I always do, fully expecting the worst, and I had lost two pounds! That was a nice surprise. Then the cleaning fairy took pity on me after reading my blog and came and made my house sparkle. I cannot tell you how much my mood has improved. Payson continues to squeeze as many bad deeds in while he can before he turns eight and is held accountable for them, but it's somehow easier to deal with being two lbs. lighter with a clean house.
Thank you to everyone for lending a sympathetic ear and offering advice and support. I truly appreciate it. Oh, and the PMS thing was just a joke. I haven't had a period in three years. TMI? Sorry.