...just after I've had my enormous mental breakdown
during which I used the phrase, "Loser Weak Pansy"
which wasn't a reference to myself or my flower garden,
followed by a storm out, a door slam and a mad car drive to pick up my library book,
because there was really no where else to go,
then a reading of the first chapter in the car in the parking lot,
then home to make a calm down cocktail,
which I drank on the deck, trying to ignore EVERYONE waiting for it to take effect,
while my husband said things like, "Whatever you want..." and "That's perfectly okay...." and "Please don't point that at me...."
Yeah, that time of day always gets me.....
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