Today was one of those days.
My boss pulled me into one of the side rooms to have a chat & what do I do?
I start crying like my life depends on it. Yuppers. Total waterworks.
No real reason, other than I'm feeling REALLY emotional today.
I rock the casbah.
I was blubbering & tearing up looking at the pea soup green walls.
I was getting teary eyed looking at the half empty vending machine.
I kept saying that nothing was wrong (professionally or personally) and that all I needed was a really good cry.
Gawd I LOVE my PMS. It's the freakin' best.
I wish that every day could be this much fun.
Please, just shoot me.