Cry me a river...

Thank goodness my work week is over. It's been an awful week and I spent a lot more time crying than is necessary at this point. My mom's advice is to find something good in each day...the two good things that sick out in my mind are that I saw three rainbows on Monday (the only good thing that happened on Monday after my boss blamed me for all the world's problems) and I didn't cry on Wednesday. Sadly, better news doesn't exist. Anyway...tomorrow and Sunday are "escape the house" days and Monday and Tuesday will be "keep your head down and try to avoid conflict" days.

Other than surviving until Wednesday and trying not to get yelled at again, I'm ready to go! I'm waiting until Wednesday for a huge feeling of relief to sweep over me as I walk to my gate at the airport. I could even sit next to someone smelly and behind someone who reclines all the way back (you paid for your seat, but the massage will cost you extra, buddy!) and I don't think it would bother me because I know that the two people who love me most in the world are waiting for me at the end of the day! I'm too drained to say anything really super duper...go faster time, go faster!

We had a crazy thunder storm this evening with hail!