Overwhelmed and/or frustrated with work? Cry.
National Anthem being sung at the start of the Bruins game? Cry.
Hubby says something unexpectedly sweet and thoughtful? Cry.
Reading another bumpie's IF blog? Serious waterworks.
News coverage of the tornado in Oklahoma? SOBBING.
Hubs has started to just ignore me now and I can't say I blame him. Every time he turns around I'm crying again - and usually for NO reason. Today I made a special out-of-the-way trip to Wendy's because I was totally craving a chicken apple pecan salad and when they told me they were out of salads I damn near lost it again. This is getting ridiculous. I'm kind of worried to go back into the office again this week for fear of making a huge ass of myself.
It wouldn't be so bad if I looked like this when I cry:
Unfortunately, I'm like the Claire Danes of crying:
|Claire Danes: Ugliest crier on TV (Homeland rocks though)|