...and I'm not afraid to use it.
The thing is, I don't think I need to use it. It seems that the PMT was a 24 hour mental-bug of some kind, and it has now disappeared. Maybe it's because I went to bed at 8pm last night because it was literally too cold to stay out of my bed. Maybe it's because I took a valium last night and the effects are still with me. Maybe it's because this morning, for the first time in 2 weeks, I had my usual muesli for breakfast.
Could it be that my muesli has some kind of calming power? Maybe the last two weeks of crapness can be blamed on Woolworths for running out of my pecan and pear natural untoasted muesli? Maybe this is something I should be sharing with the entire female race, and not just the millions who read my blog?!
I think I'm on to something here. I think I've finally discovered the secret to warding off PMT - say goodbye to evening primrose oil, and bye to overloading on chocolate. Muesli is the new cure... My lord, not only will I now be named "the saviour of women", but men around the globe will thank me for nullifying the need for their thankless, half arsed attempts at making us feel better every month. Perhaps I could capitalise on this too, and request favours in return for my muesli based information...? Ooooh I'll be 'the saviour of women' with a harem of gorgeous, thankful men waiting at my feet to "thank me"!
Perhaps I've taken it a step too far...
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That's exactly what I was thinking.
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