You Know You've Had A Tough Week When...

I'm folding laundry, watching old episodes of The Office on Hulu, and bawling like a baby.

Quite irrationally.

EDIT: THREE HOURS LATER, THE TEARS TURNED INTO THOSE NASTY, CAN'T-CATCH-MY-BREATH, GUT-WRENCHING SOBS. YOU KNOW THE KIND - AN UGLY CRY. BUT HAVE NO FEAR - MY HERO SOON APPEARED, WITH THE FOLLOWING IN HAND:

• A SHOULDER (FOR CRYING)
• A DOZEN ROSES (JUST BECAUSE)
• A PACKAGE OF OREOS (YEAH BABY)
• A GALLON OF MILK (DUH)

AND HE FIXED DINNER.

GRACE ABOUNDS.