I haven’t had a day this bad in a long time. Aaaaaahhh. I cried allll morning long. Waaa! It’s now 8:30 pm and my eyes are still burning… and it was all over something so stupid. Sigh.

Sometimes I just hate being a women. Why are we so overly emotional… take things way to personal… bring up a hundred other sad issues that aren’t even related to the problem, making us cry even more… and getting totally worked up over nothing… (Ok, it wasn’t nothing at the time. It was such a BIG deal… to me.) Can I blame it on pregnancy hormones?

The worst part was that I had no where to go. No where to run and hide. To be by myself. I had kids to take care of, house guests in the basement and a husband working from home. I spent 2 hours in the HALF BATHROOM. ( Between the sobs and blowing of my nose, I did some cleaning while I was there. I couldn’t believe the fingerprints that were on the pocket door. Woo!)

Anyway, it’s all over now but I feel like a real crummy person. For therapy I baked some cinnamon rolls. Now if you know me, you’d know that I am not a baker. I hate it and rarely ever use my oven except for frozen pizzas so this must say something about how I was feeling. I think this may be the 2 or 3 time I’ve ever made cinnamon rolls in my life. Surprisingly they turned out and I even used old yeast.

That’s what my family and I ate for dinner. Healthy, eh?

I can’t wait to go to sleep. Wash everything away. The burning feeling in my eyes, the pit in my stomach and the awkwardness around my house from everyone wanting to avoid mommy.

After reading my favorite blogs, I’ve found that I wasn’t the only one who had a bad day. There MUST be something in the air.

Hugs and kisses to you all…. tomorrow… when I’m feeling up to it.