Day 213: Killin Me

Hello wild ones! If you have learned anything about me in the past 7 months it’s probably that I love my sleep. Bed time is my favorite time of day. My body has decided to keep my favorite thing from me.

Since Friday afternoon at approximately 3 pm I have only slept a total of maybe 4.5 – 6 hours. I should be getting ready for bed now, but I can’t. My body will not rest. I was awake all day Saturday because I was doing laundry for my sister. By 1 pm I should have been draggin ass, but when I laid down in bed I only managed to sleep for about an hour before waking up again.

Aren’t I supposed to feel fatigue during period? Where the hell is that? I desperately want to go collapse in bed and sleep the day away, but once again when I laid my head down at 3 am I only go to sleep until 4:30 am. I don’t understand what is going on.

Is it the ridiculously painful cramps? Is it the fact that I honestly kind of feel like I am bleeding to death? Is it the fear that if I actually fall asleep for more than an hour I am going to ruin my bedding? I wish I knew because then at least I could address the issue and try to come up with a solution. Actually, I’ve already remedied two of those possibilities. I’m sleeping with a towel under me just in case and I’ve taken Midol more times than probably suggested for a 24 hour period.

I just want to sleep. I want to go lay in my bed, snuggled up under my covers and get some good rest. Is that too much to ask?

Do things in your normal life ever make you extremely curious? All day long I have been pondering the history of periods. We know that the Christians believe we get our periods because some bitch ate some forbidden fruit (thanks a lot for that by the way EVE. Not cool dude), but what about other religions? Do they have explanations for why women have to bleed every month? How in the hell did women deal with this shit in the middle ages? Or better yet the stone ages?

I vaguely remember someone telling me that back in the day (not sure exactly when) that women used to have to sit on hay while they were menstruating. How much would that suck? Then again it does have it’s merits, while you may in fact be sitting on an uncomfortable as hell hay bale, you weren’t expected to do anything. No one expected you to put on clothes and go out into the world and pretend that you weren’t dying on the inside. I had to run errands, do my sister’s laundry, eat lunch with a friend, and then start cleaning my house all while dealing with cramps that literally make me want to cry.

Maybe it’s anti-feminist to say, but I’d like for someone to recognize that being on your period is sometimes really difficult and give me a free pass to just hang out on my couch. Maybe instead of sick days I could be allowed a few days in a year to just phone and say, “Look, that bitch Aunt Flow came for a visit and she brought her asshole friend Cramps. I cannot deal with anything else today while trying to deal with their shit. I’m staying home.”

Then again it would be kind of mortifying to have my boss tell me, “Hey, I get it Chelsea. I have a daughter. I know you’re on your period and having a rough time. Just chill at home and we’ll see you tomorrow.” I don’t think I would ever be able to make eye contact with him ever again.

Of course I want to be viewed as strong, and I am one of those women who doesn’t necessarily like it when other women use PMS to excuse rude or bad behavior, but I can only deal with so much. We all deal with stress differently. For instance I am seconds away from going she hulk on my key board because for some stupid reason it keeps stopping randomly without me realizing. Right in the middle of my thought I have to pause because I lost the damn ability to type.

This is one of those double edge sword type situations. Or is it just a lose, lose situation?Who cares?

I think I am going to do some research on this history of my body, maybe reading about what is happening to me and how women used to deal with it will put things into perspective for me and make it a little easier not to be so pissed that I have to go to Wal Mart later for laundry soap.

What makes my feel even worse is I know there are women out there who have it way worse than me. This is probably the first time since college that I’ve had a really bad period and some women have a bad period every time. I feel for you my sisters.

To every woman reading this that maybe going through the same thing, go put your feet up. Eat the chocolate if you want. Watch old movies. Read your favorite book for the millionth time. Put on your Buffy DVDs. Curl up in bed. Do whatever you have to do to make it through to the other side and fuck what everyone else thinks. And maybe try not to think about that you’ll have to do this all over again in a month. Fuck.

I think I am going to go get tacos. Ugh, but I don’t want to leave my house!!!! WHY?! Why can’t the tacos come to me? Maybe I’ll just go lay back down and hope that I can sleep for a few hours.

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!




Day 212: Period 

Hello wild ones! I’m really sorry to do this two days in a row, but I may or may not be dying (just being dramatic). I haven’t slept all day and I’ve been bleeding and shedding my uterine lining which is ultra painful this go around. Being a woman is the pits. 

I’m going to try and get some sleep, but I was afraid that I would over sleep and miss my dradline, so I thought I should pop in really quick jus in case. Once I awake I’ll give you the lowdown from Chelsea Town. Night. 
Until tomorrow (or possibly just later), stay wonderfully wild!


Day 211: Goin Out

Hello wild ones! Because I’m terrible at time management I don’t have very long to get this post tapped out and posted.

Already running late to dinner at my sisters house and since I’m meeting new people I don’t want to seem like one f those annoying birches who can’t go a few minutes without look at their phone. 

So very quickly, I did not go get my tire fixed, I did not wake up in time to make it to the bank. I did however go grocery shopping this morning and make my meal plan for the week. 

Ummmmm sadly that’s about it, and I need to hit the door. Oh, I look real cute, or at least I think I do…

Anyway, I will check in tomorrow morning. Night!!

UNeil tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!


Day 209: Not So Pleasant Surprise

Hello wild ones! Hump day can mean only one thing, I’ve got just one more day of work this week and I’m free! There are some plans in place for Friday night, so I switched days with my counterpart. Not gonna share those plans just yet because knowing me they’ll probably change.

The new recipes were tested last night and they were mild successes. The shrimp wasn’t really something I would make or eat again, it just didn’t really taste like anything. That could very well be my fault, but I think shrimp is just a very light dish and should be treated as such; the sauce was too heavy, so we will not be making that particular recipe again.

The brussell sprouts were delicious, tangy and scrumptious; will make again and again.

Lastly we have the chili pineapple chicken, now this one I’m torn over. It’s good, but just not great. Maybe there would have been a difference if I had actually gotten to grill the chicken instead of baking, but it just wasn’t my cup of tea. I may try again and grill the chicken as they suggest and see if that makes a difference. Tonight I ate my chicken inside a pita pocket and it paired very nicely with the mustard, pepper jack cheese, onions, and arugula, I used the salad as my side dish because last night the salad was just not enough to appease my hunger.

I did some reading last night/this morning, I’m actually going to finish the book once I’m done with this post. Although I don’t necessarily have to, I’ve read this particular book so many times the pages show some serious wear and tear. I’ve really got to get some new books. Every book in my library has been read and reread a hundred times or more and I’m hungry for new adventures.

Lois left a gift for me to find when I woke up this afternoon, she decided to chew on my shoes and completely destroy the back of my tennis shoes. Unfortunately I only had one pair, so I am tennis shoeless until Friday when I can make time to go and buy a new pair. I hate shoe shopping. I have rather large feet for a woman which typically means I have to settle for buying a pair of men’s shoes. Then I have to try and find a pair that don’t look overly masculine, fit, and that I actually like. First world problems I know, but sheesh I wish there was a way for me just circumvent the entire process of finding new shoes.

We made some headway in the new book. The prologue and first couple of chapters have been written, which is amazing. Now I am going to set the goal of completing a chapter a week until the entire thing is all wrapped up. So by the end of this week chapter 3 should be finished and we will move on to chapter 4. Exciting!

It’s not time just yet for our quarterly review of the progress made in my yearly goals, but this week I made some more progress on raising my credit score! My car loan is finally in my name. I made brief mention of this in Monday’s post. It’s been in my mother’s name since she bought the car a few years back, but I’ve been making the car payments and driving the darn thing for almost just as long. I decided it was finally time to start getting credit for making all those payments on time, so we went to the bank Monday and took care of that. Now all I’ve got to do is start paying off my school loans and I’ll be set.

Alrighty, I’m anxious to get back to my book, so I say farewell for tonight.

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!


Day 208: Sore Hands

Hello wild ones! I’ve got a short work week this week and that’s always good, I hope your week is going just as well.

I think I have decided that overnight oats are just not for me. Four different recipes have been tested, none approved. I just forced myself to eat the revised cake batter oats and still was not a fan of the taste or texture. It may be time just to give up on the oats and find a new breakfast food to try.

Meal prepping went very smoothly last night, though as of right now I have not actually eaten anything that I cooked, so still not sure if it was successful or not.


Sure does look pretty though. This week’s menu is Honey Garlic Shrimp served with brown rice and balsamic roasted brussell sprouts for lunch, Spicy Pineapple Chicken salad for dinner, and celery dipped in peanut butter for one of my snacks. Not pictured are the overnight oats I am supposed to be eating for breakfast that will probably not get eaten, unless I can force myself to just eat them so they don’t go to waste, and honey pan fried bananas that I think will go nicely with my pita pockets. Oh and my vegan brownies that I forgot to portion out so I could bring one to work in case my sugar tooth strikes, dang it!

I also cleaned my room last night, as I was doing that I realized that it had been probably a month since my room got a good cleaning. Sad, but true. I washed my sheets, swept, mopped, got rid of old purses and junk that was under my bed, discovered a clutch that will come in handy, and took the few things I had hanging up on my wall down. It looks so much nicer in there without all the crap on the floor and the curtains hanging around the headboard.

My whole body is sore today. I started to notice a little stiffness early this morning before bed, but thought nothing of it. Woke up feeling like someone had worked me over with a bat. It had been far too long since I played volleyball and my body is letting me know. Even my hands hurt. My brother and I both agreed that we needed to start playing more, we both missed it and realized that not playing for so long really made our game suffer. Hopefully that will translate into weekly games.

This is one of the times I wish I had more friends. If I had a list of people to hit up I could organize weekly games/tourneys and play as much as I wanted, but alas I am lacking in the friend department. Unless of course you guys wanted to come out and play..yea, didn’t think so.

Is it sad that right now I am hoping it storms tonight and the power goes out? If the power goes out I can relocate to my home for the evening…I would so love to work from home for the night, well actually every night. Speaking of which, I should probably get back to it, I need to be productive this week so that next week I’m not running around like a chicken without a head trying to get all my work caught up for billing. Night kids!

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!



Day 207: New Munchies

Hello wild ones! I hope your Monday was productive and maybe just a bit fun. 

Mine may not have been a bundle of laughs, but it was productive. I got my car switched into my name, had lunch with my mom and brother, and then napped. Now I’m cooking my food for my work week. 

Here’s the part where I give you an explanation for last night’s brief and uninformative post. I was playing volleyball at Sonic. I’ve been dying to play lately, but can’t ever get my brother to go with me and we all know I don’t have friends, so yesterday when I asked my family if they would go play I was elated when they said yes. After dinner with my sister we hit Sonic and played beach ball for 3.5 hours, 4 straight games. I was dying, but having so much fun. 

I am sorry that my post was awfully short, but I’m not sorry that for the first time my post was short because I was actually out living. My post sucked because I was taking a little breather (well actually I was ducking down water trying to catch my breath so I wouldn’t die) and realized it was approaching 12 am very rapidly, so I popped a little post out before I ran out of time and then hit the court again.

Again, I’m not sorry that I was out having fun, I am sorry that my post was brief. Now that explanations are out of the way, let’s move on. 

All the new things I’m trying have been GREAT! Firstly, I pickled my own motha fuckin onions! 

What up?! I found a pin about pickling onions on Pinterest and thought, huh maybe I could try that. I need something crunchy and zesty to add to the salad I’m planning on having for lunches it’s work week, so I got the supplies and went to town. I cut up an entire red onion and 1 jalapeño for my jar, stacked the onions, and then added my pickling solution (1 cup apple cider vinegar, 1 cup of water, and 2 tablespoons of sugar)

I have never been a fan of onions. Don’t like the way the smell, taste, or look (OK maybe not look, I’m just trying to be extra dramatic). But I thought hey, why not at least try. Oh man, I’m so glad I did. They are soooo good. Tangy, spicy, sweet, and just a hint of onion. 

If you wanna check out the blog where I found the directions you can click here.

Now I wanna try pickling everything!

Another new thing are these pita pockets.I stuffed mine with peppered turkey, pepper jack cheese, pickled onions, pickled jalapeños, mustand, bacon and aragula. My goodness. How did I not know about these delicious things before?! Who has been keeping this information from me?! Imma eat these damn things everyday. 

Lastly I made vegan brownies. What?! Vegan brownies for the carnivore? Well, my sweet tooth gets me into trouble sometimes, okay all the time, so I’ve been searching for healthier options to appease the monster that is my cravings. Vegan brownies seemed to be a good option. 

They were good warm, the post I got the recipe from said there even better cold, but I have yet to put that to the test. Hopefully tonight I’ll remedy that while I’m packing them up for work. I kind of fudged up the recipe a pit, but they still came out great. 

Coincidentally the blog the recipe is from is Chelsea’s Messy Apron, how funny is that? The original recipe can be found here. 

Testing some new recipes tonight too, so tomorrow I’ll have some more things to tell you about tomorrow. For now I’m going to put my feet up while my chicken cools and watch Charmed with the puppies.

Have a good night kids!

Until tomorrow, stay wonderfully wild!