None of it is life threatening. Really, an honest-to-God Yale trained psychiatrist has assured me of this. So, I'll cry a little. Lick my wounds. And start over again tomorrow.
A couple of bright spots in an otherwise dismal day:
- I work for some of the best people in the world. The worse my work performance got today, the more encouraging and supportive the administration at my office became. I love my job.
- Thanks to the US Postal Service, I am the recipient of a good, old-fashioned hand-written thank you note from a beloved cousin AND a book about maps that I've been excitedly anticipating. I have always loved getting--and sending--mail. I'm such a geek, I know.
- I have some really, really wonderful friends. Actually, they're more like family. The family I chose. They love me even when I'm not particularly loveable. And they always have my back. I never have to question that.
- My family is pretty terrific, too. I really got lucky there. Thing 1 has checked in on me a few times today (initially to get an "oh poor baby" about one of her problems). Thing 2 cleaned up the house for me--an unexpected, but VERY welcome surprise. The Evil Genius got recognized at school today for staying after school to help a teacher clean up a room.
So, it's takeout for dinner. Some friends over to watch the Bruins in the Stanley Cup playoffs. And tomorrow is a new day. Despite it all, I know I'm blessed.