11-25-2011, 09:38 AM
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I'm not much of a crier, but lately I have been stressed out of my brain and will confess, I've been rather emotional - poor people around me! I'm working nearly 50 hours a week, 6 days/week. Have 3 horses, plus my art commissions to get done by Christmas, and all the little things that need doing around the house, christmas shopping coming up, etc etc etc .
It's all built up, I've been up till 2am nearly every morning trying to get my commissions done, then back up at 6am for a run, feed horses and off to work.
The other day was a real bugger of a day emotionally - woke up feeling miserable and exhausted, took everything I had to get out of bed to go to work. Tripped over my handbag and banged my head on the wall, spilled my breakfast all down my new work shirt, sneezed when I was applying mascara and poked myself in the eye with the brush, looked in the mirror and realised how much weight I've put on and how much I am craving being back in the saddle.
Got in the car, and had a panic attack thinking that I had lost the watch my partner bought me for our anniversary earlier in the year. Couldn't stop the tears, was running late for work, was half way there when I realised the watch was on my wrist... whoops!!!!
Then a bird flew straight in front of my car and I killed it. Tears started again and I cried all the way to work.
When I told my colleagues why I was crying they all cracked up laughing.... 'thick skinned, tough nut Kayty crying over a dead bird' :S