Fun With Hormones. I spent yesterday morning and the first half of the afternoon in this fantastic mood-swing, where in the space of less than an hour I would go from surly and grumpy, to sobbing pathetically over nothing at all, to being just fine.

It started to clear up around mid-afternoon, and I put the last bullet in it by having some ice cream when I got home from work. (Mint chocolate chip ice cream. It's a miracle drug. We must never be without it again.)

Other mood-improvers:

There was a package on the doorstep when I got home. Matt's mom had said something a while back about sending us a belated anniversary present - baby stuff, probably. I assumed that's what it was, but when I picked up the package, it was from Jill, but addressed only to me.

"Did your mom say anything to you about a package?" I asked Matt.

"Um, maybe?" he said with a grin.

"Something that I shouldn't open until - just to take a wild guess - this weekend?"

"It was supposed to be a s'prise."

So it looks like Matt and his mother conspired to get me a Mother's Day present. Isn't that sweet?

And then, when Matt went to basketball, I tackled the computer room. I got the big computer desk completely cleared off/out. I made command decisions to throw out a bunch of stuff - like CDs for games that were really crappy, and jewel cases for the games I kept.

I moved all the assorted toys to one of the bookshelves in the bedroom. I moved the organizer and the CPU and the monitor over to the smaller desk. (Though I decided I'd let Matt crawl around on the floor to reconnect everything. By the time I was done, the big desk was completely empty and clear, except for the old printer, which we're getting rid of. And the small desk was crowded but fairly well-organized.

Then I packed up a bookshelf's worth of books that Matt and I haven't so much as cracked since we moved into the house. They'll probably go up into the attic for now. I'm not exactly sure what we'll do with the bookcase now, though. Maybe it will become the repository of computer crap - manuals and discs and cables and other assorted stuff that doesn't actually have to be on the desk.

But anyway, I worked, slowly but fairly steadily (except that I took a break after moving the computer) for almost two hours, and got just about everything accomplished in that room that was on my list to do. So I felt good for that.

When Matt and I went to the grocery store, they had early corn. We thought we'd take a chance, so we had three ears each for dinner last night. And by golly, it was pretty damn good. I love corn on the cob.

And K.T. and I had a short Hall session, so that was fun, too.

So with all that, I'm feeling much, much better today.

But I'm just sure it was the ice cream that did the trick.

--Liz