I was having one of those days yesterday. It only got more crazy. I got more crazy. Sitting in the drive through of the taco shop crying over a mashed penny. Don't ask, it's not as ridiculous as it sounds.
And then there was the laundry disaster...... lipstick tube in the pocket. A good portion of my casual clothing ruined. *Sigh* I was supposed to head back to the laundry mat to see if I could fix it but I slept too long so it'll have to be tomorrow after work.
D sensed my utter distress. Possibly that I was crying for a half an hour tipped her off that things were not so good.
I was having a super delayed reaction to a string of things I should have already dealt with already. But that D is a smart gal and pretty much everything she said made sense. It wasn't answers per say just a little logical injected into my confusion.
So enter the cheer up squad. D and her sister. I got my Christmas present early since I had just ruined all my jeans. And wow! A great present that about dropped my jaw on the floor.
I made cookies and D cleaned my room. And I felt a lot better.
my friends rock.