Too much biology (Part II): the TMI edition

Funny thing: you know how I've been thinking my moods are all chemical?

Today

• I had an overwhelming urge to do the washing, practise the piano, tidy the living room.
• I phoned around until I had six children playing in the back garden. Gave them ice creams, took them out for a walk allowing the three year olds to take their dolls in buggies.
• I went outside after dinner to scrub the terrace clean from seven until ten. The neighbours must think I've finally lost that last marble. The mosquitoes were eating me, it got dark, my back was killing me - it didn't matter, I switched the floodlights on and kept going. (Rhi, I swear it wasn't because you're coming over. I'm not that crazy. Not that you're not worth cleaning the terrace for, of course. It's just that we've got this christening coming up and a barbeque. No, really, I didn't mean to insult you. Ah - whatever. I did it for you. Whatever makes you happy.)
• Then in the shower I finally remembered (I've been meaning to for ages) to take my toothbrush and toothpaste in. There is no better feeling than to brush your teeth in the shower. Really. If you haven't done it you should try it. I only do it a couple of times a year to keep it special, I love it that much.
• Out of the shower, I did some more laundry. At half past ten in the fucking evening! Do you know how unusual that is for me, people? I normally keep shorter hours than a unionised Greek street sweeper.
• I've also been feeling very loving to one and all. I kissed all six of the children in the garden earlier, was very happy to cook my family a tasty meal, was already waiting for Babes to get home at five o'clock.
• I seriously kept thinking all afternoon "Six kids would be lovely. Look at me, being all motherly to six kids." (Knowing all the while that really I don't want six kids. I do want some sleep at some point in the faraway future.)

Thinking over my day in the shower, I thought I must note this down in my Period Tracker App - yes, seriously, I told you TMI but you wouldn't listen - on my beloved iPhone. (I have been noting down my moods to see if there is a pattern to my sad and happy days.) I came downstairs and selected "Hyper" on the Mood Menu. When I saved it, I checked the calendar to see if it had registered.You know what? The calendar says I should be ovulating.

Isn't nature just the cleverest thing? Well, except now I'm onto it so I can foil its clever plan. (Ha! This egg will stay unfertilised! Take that, nature!)