Wow, it was sure a day from hell. All day long I got criticized, by not one, not two, but let's see, oh yeah FOUR different people, all of whom did "sneak attacks" - I was totally off guard.
I held it together until after work, then I cried all the way home; about 20 minutes. I didn't have any kleenex in the car. As soon as I walked in the door I grabbed an entire box and stood in the kitchen for a few minutes blowing my nose.
I checked my horoscope this morning and NOTHING was said about being in a shitstorm without an umbrella but that was my day, until I got home at least.. [I can't blog about any of it, BTW]
Mother listened to my tales of woe while I drank an entire beer - something I never do, normally. Never, ever. I finally got calmed down and helped Michael with his homework and then made a frittata for dinner.
I saw this image on Facebook not long ago and I've pondered it all day. Reminds me a lot of someone I used to like, but now, not so much...
