My fuse seems to have gotten very short recently. Little things that would have bothered me a little but rolled off my back, have started to piss me off to the point of insanity. A few cases in point, all of which have taken place in the last couple of months:
Me, to my secretary: Jane, I don’t have a copy of the arraignment calendar. Could you please get me a copy?
Jane: I put a copy in your box.
Me: There’s no calendar in my box.
Jane: I put it in there yesterday.
I look in my box again, which contains 3 sheets of paper and no 20-page long calendar.
Me: Jane, it’s not there. Please get me a copy.
Jane: I put it there yesterday.
Bill: Are you looking for a copy of the calendar? I had 2 copies, Jane must have put your in my box.
I literally had to sit in my office with the door shut for a few minutes to keep from going off on Jane.
Between my husband and me:
H: I’m making the grocery list. Do you need diet ginger ale?
Me: no, I have 2 12-packs.
H: Are you sure you don’t need more?
Me: Positive.
(5 minutes later)H: And you’re sure you don’t need diet ginger ale?
Me: FOR THE 3D TIME, NO!!
Another one with Hubby:
H: I want to go see my parents this weekend. You’ll be working anyway- so you mind if I go alone?
Me: No, I think that’s a great idea.
H: I haven’t seen them for a few months.
Me: I know.
H: You’re sure you don’t mind?
Me: No, I’ll be working all weekend, like you said. It’s a good time for you to go.
H: I haven’t seen them for awhile.
Me: I know.
H: You’ll be working anyway.
A few more minutes of this before I finally shriek, “I SAID IT WAS FINE! GO AHEAD AND GO!”
There have been a few other incidents - he was talking non-stop while I was trying to watch something (OK, Ted Kennedy’s funeral), and I finally yelled, “ARE YOU GOING TO BE YAPPING AT ME THROUGH THIS WHOLE THING?”.
I yelled at him this morning for asking me what I thought was a stupid question.
I don’t want to be the harpy that no one can get along with, and I don’t want to make my poor husband miserable.
FWIW, I’m 48 and on hormones, and I recently started taking blood pressure meds.
Any ideas as to why I’m such a bitch lately?