Emotional Wreck

Ugh. I hate this. JM thinks I am pregnant. Nope. Just an emotional wreck. Seriously. Our neighbor lost their cat and I saw its little food bowl outside in the driveway and I CRIED. Some dumb coworker dumped my very expensive tea on my brand new phone, which I didn't discover till later... yep. Wanted to cry. So I am sitting her alone. Drinking some wine. Playing with my ladies on the fabulous world of BBC.... I really just want to crawl into bed and cry. All night long. Don't know why. Oh wait- It is probably that damned mental illness.