IT'S MY PARTY AND I'LL CRY IF I WANT TO...

I don't want to go to work today. I just want to crawl back into bed. Wish I could. I woke up this morning with a bad case of hives. My right eye is swollen half shut and I look like I'm about 83, not 33. So I took two Benadryll which will put drowsy on top of my already way-too-tired state. Good job I don't have to operate any heavy machinery. (Except of course the van-I'm not walking to work)

In other good news...our computer seems to have picked up a virus and sent it to everyone in our address books. I feel so dirty.

Also, Hubby lost his second job and his "real job" is threatening layoffs in the near future. This means that I've got to kick it up a notch and really start looking for something full time. I'm not crazy about change. This is so depressing.

Well, thanks for coming to my pity party. I'll see you again soon.