The good news I was hoping for and secretly was certain was going to happen? Did not happen. Will not happen. Everything sucks. BOOOOOOOOOOOO.
On top of that? I feel very fat, have a weird painful zit under my eye, have a migraine and damn near puked on the way home.
I also had a little meltdown in the car on the way home. Yes, there were tears. Yes, I actually wailed. No, I have no fucking idea why.
What the hell did J do in another life to get saddled with a psycho like me?
I am going to take a rather large sleeping pill, pass out, and pretend that today didn't happen.