today is a wonderful day to spend in bed

And this is even considering the fact that it's so nice and sunny out. :( I feel very blah. I've often wondered whether 9 months of pregnancy wouldn't be better than having my period 9 times. I at least certainly hope that when the time comes to have kids, I don't spend 18-27 days feeling like I've been run over by a truck. There's nothing like losing a pint or two of blood to really make you feel beat and lifeless. I slept horribly last night and every time I've tried standing up today, things have gone all wavy for a moment. Good thing the GLoRiClass Seminar is cancelled today so I can stay at home without feeling too guilty.

I'm just horribly grumpy about all of this right now. Even though I've been on the patch for about two years now, I'm still not used to this whole "getting your period every month thing". I suppose it's a fair trade for not having to worry about kids (not even going to start thinking about that until we've actually started writing our dissertations), but I was quite happy, thank you very much, with my previous erratic cycle. I went an entire semester once without getting it (either my first semester as an undergrand, or my first semester as a grad; I think the former, because I think the latter was when I lost nearly 10 lbs. from all the stress. First time I'd been below 100 lbs. since junior high. Thankfully, I have put some of the weight back on since then, though I'm still lighter than I was in high school.) and that was just fine by me! So, grumble, grumble, grr, back to bed to crochet, read the Metalogicon, watch the Commonwealth Games, and drink my raspberry ginger beer. >(