Goodbye, Cruel Week

This afternoon was placed a crown of shit on top of my colossal turd of a week.
Yes, I was, at one point, literally on the floor of my office in a fetal position.
But there were high points too:

• cupcakes! Sprinkles and Kara's! (Sprinkles wins, because I have a sweet tooth. But Icing on the Cake is still my favorite)
• Having my parents over for their birthday dinner and spending the evening with my family
  
• Nearly making my boss spit coffee all over her keyboard.

None of this was enough to fend off a bout of rubber-ball-of-self-pity time upon getting home from work this evening. All week I have felt like there was a pile of bricks on my chest. I could not breathe when I walked home. Wallowing for a bit helped me breathe a little.

I will spend the next week catching up, and you know what? It will not be nearly enough.