I just don't get what is wrong with me these days. I am a blunt, curt, too honest, cranky ****** lately. I have zero patience / tolerance for anything that irritates me or that I view as stupid. Lately, just about everything qualifies. It is like permanent PMS and I don't like it.

I can't seem to keep my mouth shut when something annoys me. I also can't seem to limit my displeasure to a single comment. I go on and on. I can't believe myself. I used to be too polite to utter a peep or complain like that. I'm too young to join the grumpy old men.

I really, really tried to not criticize my DH's mashed potatoes at dinner the other night, but I couldn't stop myself. It's like that movie with Jim Carey about the guy who suddenly couldn't lie about anything (I think the name was Liar). I felt like a petulant child whining about how thin they were because he used too much milk. I should have just been grateful he was home to make dinner so that I could fall asleep in my chair! I really am not very fond of myself right now!

I know that things have been overwhelming the last year with my Grandma getting sick and doing the whole hospice thing. I didn't see becoming a raving ****** listed as one of the stages of grieving, though.

I am on an anti-depressant and I am not really feeling depressed - just cranky. What gives? Do they make an anti-****** pill?