Hormonal Havoc

What powerful little critters these hormones be. In the space of five minutes (fewer than that when they're on top of their game), they can take a person from being on top of the world to the depths of "my life sucks and will never get better".

I was thinking about that last night from the sucky-depths end of things. Maybe it's OCD, maybe I'm just too...I'm sorry...Teutonic....about some things, but at times it seems like my life and surroundings are all chaos and disorder and broken stuff and I want them cleaned up and fixed, NOW. More than that, I want to be able to clean and fix all of it by myself so I don't have to wait for someone else to do it. My mother once set me back on my heels in my adolescent days by comparing me with a very independent movie character. I hadn't seen myself as particularly independent before that, but it got me thinking. I've only grown worse since then, I'm afraid, but I digress.

Anyhow, yes, depending on my hormonal situation, life can seem absolutely fantastic and I feel so fortunate and blessed that one more good thing would be too much to handle, or at the other extreme I feel that everything in my life is horrible and what the heck am I doing here, why don't I just run away and live in a cave?

Is it some sort of cosmic joke on the Creator's part to give these unseen chemicals such influence over us? Ha, you just think you are a sensible, reasonable, rational higher life form in its adult stage! But let just the tiniest little bit of serotonin go astray in your brain and you will be huddled under your bedcovers whimpering like a two-year old who just lost his cookie.

Beats me.

It's lunchtime. Better go find my cookie.