Crying and then Laughing 'til I Cried

I called Lara to vent about a number of things. Most acutely, that I had just punched myself in the face when the handle of the generic trash bag I was picking up snapped. And how I woke up at 4am to crazy winds and had to move our cars out of the driveway, as the last time we had a windstorm, the basketball hoop landed on Ben's car. And how even though all I want to do is watch Sex & the City and sleep, I have to do some cleaning for incoming houseguests. I was dishing out this laundry list of minor lamentations and she responded in her wise and witty way: "It sounds like everything is really hitting you right now. Including yourself."

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