Apologies...

Consider this a public apology for my blatant bitchiness over the course of the last week. Not that it is a valid or even acceptable excuse, but I think my hormones are in overdrive causing me to be more irrational and quick to jump on the crazy train than I usually would be.

That said my apologies to the following:

To my washing machine. I guess it was not entirely your fault my laundry turned blue. After all, I did load the wash into the machine, That kick was clearly not warranted.

To the lady at the check out counter in the giant last week who balked over a coupon that expired yesterday and wondered why it did not work. I apologise for rudely stating that they had expiration dates for a reason. I really need to learn when to not open my mouth.

To the lady in accounts receivable today whom I yelled at and then promptly hung up on. You may or may not have sent notices, I did not receive them, but in my defense it should not take 3 separate calls to get account numbers for 3 separate incidences filed under the same patient. However- I am sorry you did not feel it necessary to give me all of the aforementioned information one Month ago when we embarked on this process, and I am sorry I may have ruined your day today by becoming irate and curt with you on the telephone.

To my husband who has undoubtedly most of the time caught the brunt of my irritability and chose to meet that irritability with a hug rather than backlash of the hell I unleashed upon his ears.

To my mother in law who caught much of my imbalance this morning. I forwarded something which needed faxing, followed with a complaint filled phone call, then a flurry of email as new updates unfolded.

To my sister who is feeling awful today and still called to see how we were, she instead got an earful and at one point had to ask me not to yell in her ear.


I promise to try to be less of a monster to those around me.
I promise to not hang up on anyone else today.

I think I may just not answer the phone, look at the news or leave my home as we may end up with a disaster on our hands.