What the heck, hormones, lay off, would ya?
Spent half the day just under the 'tears' setting, then had the full blown waterworks when a misunderstanding came to light with a friend. Got that all cleared up, but it's had me all emotional since.
Then, sat down with a trainer at the gym for the obligatory let's-see-how-screwed-up-your-body-is consultation and had to fight back the tears the whole session. My numbers suck. I guess the good thing is, I don't see those numbers when I look in the mirror (reverse anorexia?), although I do when I try to zip up my pants. :p
Snippy with my husband, short with my kids, welling up as I type this.
Feel like I need a do-over!