One of those days...

...my right ovary wants to kill me, I feel like a balloon and my whole reproductional system wants to disagree with me.

Life's a bitch - and then you marry one.

Anyway, I'm irritated, annoyed and freaking out because of this. It was so nice and almost painless for so long... (Ok, about two months...)
In addition to pain irritating me I'm annoyed by the fact that it affects to my life more than I want to. It keeps me at home when I'd have better things to do out there somewhere...

I hope I can at least stitch something, otherwise I'll be one very cranky lady soon...