There's nothing quite like 'em to push an otherwise relatively normal and mostly sane woman directly over the border into crazytown.
I mean, it can't be normal to want to shove an empty yogurt cup up your husband's bum because he left it on the kitchen table overnight instead of walking the extra three feet to the garbage can to throw it out himself, can it?
I think I know the answer.
And I think I should just quickly and quietly slip into bed and sleep it off.
PMS only lasts a few days, thank God.