I managed some pity-pot tears today. "I pushed myself so hard to get things done this week, now I'm wrung out, life's so unfair," yadda yadda. Fortunately, I was driving and couldn't indulge too long. Not saying yours are "pity pot" tears. Just mine.

I moved to Florida bec. I couldn't take the gray days of the NE. I hope you find something that works for you, Sundance.