You know how you can internally have all these wonderful feelings for your mate and then they walk in the door and you're less than enthralled and you go, What's up with me? Just 10 minutes ago I was excited about seeing them.
Oh boy, can I relate to that. Hate that feeling because I get mad at myself for switching gears so quickly. Doesn't seem possible. One minute I am so happy and the next, totally annoyed or drained. Maybe it's a woman thing
