Day 19? What is day 19, you ask? Day 19 of a juice fast? Day 19 of a thirty-day home organization challenge? What the heck do I mean, “day 19”?
(TMI coming up – you might be sorry! You have been warned!)
I’m talking about day 19 of my cycle. No, not a super-extended laundry cycle (we don’t have running water, remember?). Day 19 of my reproductive cycle.
Except for the two fluke months when, for some unfathomable reason, I experienced no moodiness or depression at all despite the fact that I had my period as usual; and except for last month, when I actually started my period on day 19 (!), I am almost always at my hormonal worst on this day of my cycle.
Translation: I am a raging bitch for several hours. And it seems to be getting longer the older I get.
Do not ask me why.
If you’re thinking this post has been inspired by a recent Day 19, pat yourself on the back and give yourself a trip to Maui. You are correct. And after going through that horrendous day, I have realized that there are three things I must completely avoid doing on that day of my cycle.
Here’s a sample of the dialogue I had with B: “Oh my God I can’t believe you’re still doing that!” (After he made a mistake.)
His response: Giggle, giggle, “I’m sorry. I can’t help it. My brain is sleepy.”
See, it’s not so much that I’m in a sour mood. It’s that B picks up on my negative vibes, which makes him silly and wild and out of control. Which puts me in an even worse mood. Which inevitably leads to screaming and saying things I don’t mean.
My interaction with B on Day 19 should be limited to, “No, I don’t want to, and don’t ask me again.”
I screw it up, then get frustrated with myself for wasting so much time on something I’m just going to delete.
#3: Try to work through conflict.
This I have learned more from past experience, than from the other day. If I call a customer service rep of a particular company about a problems we’re having, I am going to say something offensive, and/or be highly offended by what the CSP tells me. And then probably get bitchy.
If I try to resolve a conflict between my husband and me, I only make it worse. I have to just grit my teeth and bear it until the next day. Or, better, the next week and a half when the Certain Time Of The Month has assuredly and most certainly passed.
#4: Get out of bed.
I just should plain old not get out of bed on Day 19. We would all be a lot happier for it. But it’s not really an option. If I try to lie in bed longer than fifteen minutes after I’m awake, my legs get restless. Then I start to think about all the things I want to get done that day. And how fat I’m going to get if I just lie there all day.
But I’m sure J and B wouldn’t mind if I would just stay in bed all day on Day 19.
I wish I didn’t have to deal with Day 19. And for all you “silver lining around every cloud” folks, it does not necessarily make me more grateful for the days that are not Day 19. But I have to admit, I’m grateful that the day only comes around once every few weeks.