Bitch Switch

Ok. So let's see.  Have you ever had something happen that just flips a switch in your brain and you enter bitch mode?  A pet peeve that knows how to outdo all other pet peeves and you get a bit psychotic?  Don't lie to yourself, its a bitch switch, and we all have them.

Why am I bringing up bitch switches at 1:08 am this fine evening?  Because I feel kind of bad... Last Saturday I went home to see my cousin's play, and I kind of pulled a total bitch moment on my poor mom who was just happy to have me home.  Here's how the story goes:  I went home for Saturday, and Saturday only.  So I didn't sleep the night before ((not the best plan ever...)), dad picked me up from college at 9am, I got home around 12:30pm.  I battled online chemistry homework ((which is probably what I should be doing right now)) foooor around 3+ hours in my sleep deprived state, which was really aggravating.  I finally quit on chemistry, and went to take a nap at around 5pm.  Jen and Brent were coming over at 6:30 to join me to go see Em's play.  I planned to nap from 5 - 6, then go pick up flowers for Em, and head out.  Lo and behold, consistently, every time I was about to fall asleep, something woke me up.  Without fail.  So I pretty much wasted an hour trying to nap.  I then woke up to find the car was gone, because dad had taken it to run an errand that was taking him hours... that he only thought would take him 20 minutes... which tends to be how the majority of dad's errands go.  I pretty much went downstairs at that point and flipped out.  Because my three major pet peeves are: not sleeping, things not going how I want them to, and running out of time for everything I want to do.  So tadaaa all three in a row.  My poor mom had to deal with me flipping out while I waited for dad to come home.  Brent and Jen caught the tail end of my freakout.  But guess what?  It all turned out fine in the end.  We made it to the play on time, and I got the flowers, so no big deal.

So why did I feel the need to flip out?  No one around me deserved to have to deal with that.  I ended up having a perfectly lovely night.  The play was great, I got Em flowers, I love spending time with Brent and Jen and Manda.  So what was the big deal?

I think from now on I'm going to try and watch out for those moments when I can feel a bitch switch coming on.  Because I would hate for people to see me as a bitchy person, because honestly, I'm not.  I just tend to freak when things don't go how I want them to.  I'm generally a chill person otherwise.  And you'd be surprised how many people you can hurt in one moment where you lose sight of who you are and what's actually important to yourself.  In other news, I almost just pulled a major bitch out but I'm deciding not to because in 5 years time, is this one moment really going to matter as much as I'm making it out to matter in my head right now?  Chances are, probably not.  So I'm gonna let this one slide, listen to some good music, and write a better post than this one.

So readership that apparently exists, (whether I realize it or not), what are your pet peeves and what are you going to do to fix them?

I get tired, and upset, and I'm trying to care a little less. - Eliza Doolittle