Adventures in Pillville

Let me give you a lesson on how they package birth control pills:

Generally, the pills are handed out in one-month (28-day) blister packs.  This is supposed to be convenient for people who are taking the pills to avoid baby-making, since you can start on a Sunday and work your way through the pack, making sure you haven't skipped any pills along the way.  There are generally three weeks of active pills and seven "placebo" pills, which don't do anything.  These were put in there to make people feel "normal" by giving them something like a "period."

Periods are the most abnormal fucking things ever, and any bleeding you experience while on the pill is not a real period. 

I digress.


The point of the placebo pills is ... well, there is no real point.  You don't have to take them.  Some people call them "reminder" pills, since they help you remember to take your pill every day, but there's no rule that says you need to take something that contains no active ingredients just because the company puts it in the pack.  You can simply not take the pill, or you can (as some women do) go straight to the next pack and skip the fake "period" bleeding all together. 

In Like a Polar Bear

Tomorrow morning I'm going to get up and wait for the bus like I do every weekday.  And like too many days this year, it's going to be in the negatives.  That's not wind chill and that's not centigrade.  The forecast for nine hours from now is -5.

I lived in this state for 22 years.  I know the weather is screwy.  But in all those years we never had weather this sucktacular.  The weather is literally making me angry because my "lack of reliable transportation" situation gets trickier with these ridiculous temperatures, and I get stuck in the house with no groceries, spending the day listening to the stomping and tantrums upstairs.

And I'm still annoyed by the heater situation and someone (no doubt someone under the age of four) coming in and turning on my Wii, so my brain is a big tangled ball of frustration, comprised of a bunch of rubber bands stretched out as far as they'll go.

(Don't get me started on work.)

At least if the weather were nice it would be one less thing to be irritated by.  I could deal with the toddler tantrums at home if the rest of my day weren't so stressful.