Today was a day for the books, folks.
It went so poorly that by the end of the day, I went for a quick manicure (which was due a week ago, thank you very much) and when my sweet nail girl asked, "So how was your day?", tears quickly started slipping down my cheeks before I could stop them and I blubbered, "It was a tough day". Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I cried at the nail salon today. Dazzling, I know.
Right now there are issues with my family, Chad's family, our upcoming move, my job, Chad's job, my house, Chad's house, my health, the weekend....let's see - does that even sum it all up? I can't remember. Somehow today it all came to a head today and became all encompassing. By the time I sat down to get my nails done, I was like a zombie and her innocent question was the tipping point where I knew I was not okay.
What I would really like right now is to go back in time to when I was about 10 years old and my biggest drama was if we were having the weekend friend-sleepover at Katie Hartvigsen's or at Amanda McReynolds' house. At the time, that was my version of big deal and I think I wouldn't mind going back to that "stress level" every once in awhile.
Until then, I am having my comfort food (chips and salsa, dietCoke) and attempting to catch up on email. Please let this all work itself out - or help present solutions to me so I can work it out - sooner rather than later. Oy vey.
I think you have had a rough week. I totally understand. I cried at the gas station last week. This season just ended and I think we all just needed it to. Hang in there, love! I all things turn eventually.
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