She rears her evil head

AF has arrived. I'm so angry. Not even my cat, Charlie, playing the piano (which he is currently doing) can make me feel better. I cried for the first time yesterday. I was precariously curled in M's lap, careful not to hurt his leg. I hate crying.

I cleaned like a mad woman and then got ready for my first day back at work. I really missed those kids. There is something comforting in their innocence. They ALWAYS make me forget for a little while. I love my job.

My FIL is coming tomorrow. I'll be staying with K while he's here. She's just upstairs so really it's just a place to sleep. Also, I think it will be a good break for me.

Bed time.