Or maybe it's cabin fever, I'm thinking of....

I've had the whole weekend off (wonder of wonders!) and I have been on pins and needles all weekend. I've been cranky, crabby, grumpy - not fit to associate with man nor beast. Yesterday it was to the point where I almost hoped work would call me in for an extra shift - Hubby was probably wishing too! It's rained most of the weekend, to where I'm ready to send some rain out west - I have frogs; not toads, mind you; but FROGS! in my garden. I'm caught up on sleep and I've been out and about so I don't thing it's a build up of indoors, and it's not hormonal and it's not a full moon (not quite) - so what in the heck is wrong with me?! I never act like this! (Not for more than a few hours, anyway!)

So if I've offended anyone this week-end with anything I've posted - please chalk it up to spring fever. As for me - I'm heading to bed with a romance novel (A WHAT??). Goodnight all - I'll be back when I'm human again!

-- Polly (tigger@moultrie.com), September 10, 2000

Answers

Gee, that sounds like my normal state of being.....maybe I need to buy a romance novel! Hope you're in a better frame of mind soon!

-- Hannah Maria Holly (hannahholly@hotmail.com), September 11, 2000.

That doesn't sound like spring fever, maybe withdrawl.

-- Cindy (atilrthehony_1@yahoo.com), September 11, 2000.

Hey, do you live near Patty? She needs help castrating her 600 pound hog! You might be just the one in the frame of mind to help her!! Or else, just eat chocolate!

-- Cindy in Ky (solidrockranch@msn.com), September 11, 2000.

Polly while it is a rare feeling for me, I do on occasion suffer from a burst of energy. It would never last me an entire weekend, but I do like to get rid of the feeling as soon as possible. First I try relaxation techniques (Get comfy in a chair or on the couch, curl your toes as tightly as possible, relax them completely. Then tighten your calves as tightly as possible, relax.... Work your way up your body until you are calm and relaxed. Supposedly if you get to your head and still aren't relaxed, start over with your toes. I've never made it as far as my tummy (and probably a good thing, I'd never get it tightened up). The other thing I'll do is to tell myself that I have to go do a distasteful chore (well, all chores are distasteful,so I pick a really bad one). For me that's trying to scrub the mildew off my basement walls. I've been hoping that the stuff would just finish going to the ceiling and I could pretend I painted the walls black, but it doesn't seem to want to do that for me. BTW I've got frogs AND toads living in my basement, bit of a water problem down there. When my choices are doing something like the basement walls, or calming down, my recliner wins every time.

For bedtime reading, I suggest finding some old college textbooks. They are guaranteed snoozers. I particuallarly like old psych and fluid mechanics texts myself. Gerbil

-- Gerbil (ima_gerbil@hotmail.com), September 11, 2000.

A friend of mine gets this way at the change of seasons....maybe a way of getting ready for winter? There are a lot of things that scientists can't explain about our bodies; maybe, like the birds, we are seasonal creatures, too!

-- Leann Banta (thelionandlamb@hotmail.com), September 11, 2000.

Okay - I'm over it! I was blaming it on too much sleep for a while there, either that or too much daylight upsetting my circadian rythyms. I went into work last night and my co-workers told me that it had been a zoo all weekend (and stayed that way last night!) so we advanced theories ranging from the full moon, to electromagnetic interference, to aliens (we think they were coming to pick up the guy in room 532!). After thirty hours without sleep, I was ready to hit the sack, and got up feeling normal - well, normal for me!

Holly - I'll be glad to send you my romance novel; Hubby was a little scared by the snorts of derision and gales of laughter coming from the other room.

Thanks, everyone for the ideas - As Marjorie the trash heap said in Fraggle Rock - "Get a friend - friends help." And so they do - by listening. Many, many thanks.

-- Polly (tigger@moultrie.com), September 12, 2000.