So maybe I should talk about my Holly Hunter / Broadcast News style crying jags I have been doing. Seriously had to slow way down on the drive home last night because I couldn't see or breath. Got home, washed my face and tried to talk to my daughter and started sobbing again when she was *****ing about our house. So THEN my son starts in about half an hour later *****ing at me about our house. Ugh. I hate crying in front of my kids in particular.