You ever have one of those fantastic days when you are in a great mood for no reason? I mean, you are "Walkin' on Sunshine" all freaking day any you have no clue why. There is nothing good that has happened to you, but for some reason you are acting like you are on mood elevators. You know the kind of day I mean?
Well, I had one of those yesterday. It was great. I was in an amazing mood (anyone who talked to me throughout the day can attest to that). I was on cloud nine for no reason and nothing was bringing me down.
Then, at about 11:30 or so, I crashed and crashed hard. Once again, I have no clue why my mood changed the way it did. (For the smartasses among my readership [aka all of you], no I am not bipolar. These mood shifts are neither long enough not severe enough to qualify for Bipolar Disorder or Cyclothymic Disorder.) But, yeah, I went from giddy as a kid who has just been told he won a shopping spree in a candy store to an adult being told that the shopping spree was now null and void, and I had to pay for all the candy the kid took in his hour long raid.
Eh, I just wanted to let that out. Now I am sick and throwing up all over the place (well, dry heaving all over the place because I haven't eaten anything in the past 16 hours now). Later all.
P.S. My dad is actually going for 13 trees now (14 if he puts the one in my room). Now, these trees vary in size from 1.5 feet tall to 7.5 feet tall. Most of them fall in the 3-5 foot range, but that is still way too many Christmas trees. . . and there are going to be a couple rooms in my house that have more than one tree in them. . . . *Sigh*
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