Yeap, those days happen. It's difficult to feel out of control...I know you'll get back in control.
I bet you're right, that it was just stress about going back to work. Tomorrow will be a better day Karla. Mollie
mmm...green chocolate mint dripping from her moist lips. The good ole days.
OK, going to show my grey hairs now... Just might help to sing along with me and the divine 'Ol Blue Eyes, and join me in my mantra for when I have one of 'those' days... it goes:Nothing is impossible I have foundFor when my chin is on the groundI pick myself up, dust myself offStart all over againDon't lose your confidence if you slipBe grateful for a pleasant tripAnd pick yourself up, dust yourself offStart all over againFrom Frank Sinatra's 'Pick Yourself Up'As Mollie says, tomorrow WILL be a better one.
It happened and it's done. Move on!