Today has been a far better day than yesterday, and I have successfully staved off a repeat of yesterday’s meltdown. I woke up and realized that my frustrations weren’t nearly so overwhelming as they seemed last night. In truth I think I knew that last night, too, but those damn pregnancy hormones really had me going.

Work was crazy-busy, as was my bank (I decided not to even attempt it after seeing cars lined up trying to get in to the parking lot), and Burger King. Seriously people, Burger King? Are you all really that desperate for a quick bite to eat before running off to a hair appointment? No, that was just me. Not sure what the rest of them were doing, but they delayed me. But I did make it to get my hairs cut cutely once again and left me feeling slightly perkier.

Friends are a fabulous thing. I was supposed to go over to a friend’s house tonight for some dinner, but after hearing about my meltdown yesterday she decided to come to me – along with her husband, who re-affixed the poor, sad lights to my house. We had pizza, played a board game, and got the cats wound up. It was so comfortable and relaxing and distracting.

Now I’m in bed feeling the baby wiggle (I think – it’s still so frustratingly vague) and watching You’ve Got Mail. When the husband is away, the wife will watch romantic comedies.