Not at work today. Just feel deflated. The thought of going to work makes me feel sick and I want to vomit. I really need to get over it but I feel like the rug as been ripped out from under me and I have just been left hanging.
Baked some cookies and put a lot of effort into cooking lunch which made me feel a bit better. It helps to do the things I enjoy. Playing with the kids made me feel heaps better, but I think Woman gets a bit annoyed when we spend an hour jumping on the bed. I still try and live life by the philosophy of 'Growing old is compulsory, growing up is optional.'
Well I am out for another day, see ya.
