I hate that feeling. Do you know what I mean - that feeling of not knowing exactly what is making you feel so bad? Sure, you have a few ideas but you just can't get past the roadblock. I hate it.
This morning I woke up early when the girls climbed into our bed and then I fell back to sleep and had the saddest dream. I woke-up crying and have basically been there ever since. The nicer the HotY and the kids are the more I cry. WTH. There are a few exceptions, but generally I am not a huge crier (now my friend Roxann - that girl is a crier - her eyes can well up with tears at the drop of a hat) so when I have a day like this all I can think about is making it end. I've been cleaning and doing laundry. I read a magazine and went for a walk, surfed the Internet (where I just found more stories to cry over :-() and thought about taking a nap. I should be making signs but when I'm feeling sad I just can't make myself be creative. Maybe I'll play WebKinz and make some KinzCash for my girlies. There is nothing like a good game of Cash Cow or Home Before Dark to make you forget all your troubles.