Holy crap, y’all. Who turned on the waterworks in here?? Yesterday it was this “my friend is pregnant like me” crap, and today? Today…was bad.
After a relatively shitty commute to work, my boss said something to me in a morning meeting that rubbed me the wrong way. Ordinarily, I shrug those things off and keep on plugging away. Today? Nope. Closed the door to my office and looked something like this:
The littlest things send me off into a tailspin. I always used to roll my eyes and think it was a big bunch of crock that hormones could really make you lose your shit so badly, but this crying in my office stuff is unheard of.
The capper was this afternoon when I went to the office fridge to crack open some newly purchased milk and eat it with cookies. When I took the cap off the milk carton, the MOTHER LOVING tab sealing the milk shut was no where in sight. I basically had no idea if someone in my office had decided to open my carton of milk (who does that??), or if it had been opened when I bought it at Target. Unwilling to risk cyanide poisoning this early in life, I had to throw the ENTIRE carton away. Guess what happened as I poured all of that precious milk down the sink? Yep. You guessed it:
I need to crawl in bed when I get home.