Cry Me A River!!
Have you ever had one of those days where you wish you can rewind to the very beginning and start over? Today was R-O-U-G-H. I was crying on and off ALL day. I mean ALL day. From my ride to work through when I went to bed at night. One may ask, "well what happened?" Nobody died, nobody was rushed to the hospital and my marriage is bliss, we're still employed and have shelter over our heads.
See, I don't cry as much and as easily as I used to when I was much younger. My mom talked some sense into me in 7th grade that helped me develop some tough skin. So unless I was going through something very heavy, I barely sobbed. Some tears may come out here and there but for the most part you wouldn't catch me crying. But when I'm PMSing -- well I'd have my moments briefly on my commute to/from work. I'd usually regain composure by the time I made my destination.
But today was different. It was relentless. I would start crying every 30-60 minutes. And at my desk at work I'd quickly wipe my eyes. I don't know if anybody noticed, but nobody stopped to ask me if I was okay. And to be honest, I'm glad