Meltdown moment

So today I bubbled over. I hadn't realized that things were bugging me as much as they were...I guess I was successful living in denial for a while...darn it anyways, I couldn't find my rose colored glasses in time. (I'm still searching, by the way.)

I know I'm getting sick and that always magnifies things larger than life. I have a sore throat, swollen glands, body aches, exhaustion, and an all over general feeling of malaise. (whatever that is.) I just had a meltdown to Pat on the phone during his lunch hour. I hate when I do that. I'm not usually a sniveling, whiny, crybaby but I guess I was today... and that great guy I married told me it was okay. Okay that I got it all off my chest and as I'm apologizing for dumping on him while he's at work, he's still telling me it's okay to let it out. As if he doesn't have enough on his plate. He told me to go sit in a sunny window and pray.

So a million little things all joined together and suddenly added up to a big heap of garbage on my chest. I could not stop the tears. One little thing after another came to mind, and I spilled and I cried, and I purged. I wished I could say I felt better, but right now, I still feel pretty crummy having this pity party for one.

Perhaps I need a nap...like Rip Van Winkle.