Around Sunday I started to get mopy, feeling bloated and anticipating my period in a couple days. I was very dramatic about the whole thing, complaining to my husband and him just this morning asking me why I haven't purchased a pack of tampons yet today. Well, I was looking at my calendar on the wall and figured out my period is still a week away. What a dope.
I stopped charting four months ago or so but I generally remember the date of CD1 and in this cycle, it's June 22nd. In order to keep track of things, I use associate memories to figure out where I am in my cycle. I remember meetings I was at or tasks I was doing or place I was visiting. But in this whole exercise I learned that the mind is a very powerful thing. And I wasn't bloated at all, I was just eating too many cookies.
So, it's back to being a bright, sunny person.