"Mama said there'd be days like this..."

This morning as I was shuffling out the door my phone started ringing. I reached into my purse to grab it and somehow pushed a button that sent the call to voicemail. OF COURSE, it was Nick! My voicemail light went on and I listened to it and completely lost my cool. I cried and cried and cried all the way into the office. This is the first time I have cried, I didn't even cry the day I dropped Nick off and was so proud of the strong-me. It just crushed me that I had the phone in my hand, and yet...still did not get to talk with him. I made it halfway through the day and then just told the ladies at the office I needed to go home because I just kept crying (real professional in a courtroom). They were all very sympathetic and understanding. I used my "afternoon off" to rake out the backyard and get rid of the hideous bark that covered half the yard. I figure if I keep tackling the back yard in mini sections, everything will be removed and just be a dirt slate by the time Nick gets back. Then the real fun will start and we can plant anything we want. Anger/emotion gets work done!