My emotions have been swinging like crazy today.
Morning: Had to run around to get my tax papers in order and spent frustrating hours at the bank.
Afternoon: thought the kid was coming down with a fever.
(she thankfully didn’t).
Evening: heard that a cousin – a childhood playmate of mine, and one year younger than me, died of cardiac arrest.
= shock, followed by misery.
Late evening: Forced myself to attend the Zumba session just to get out of the misery of my cousin’s death. Ended up enjoying it despite dancing like a duck on steroids.