I mean. WTF?
In the middle of work. No major trigger. No minor trigger that I can see. Yet there I am, sitting in my co-worker’s office, leaking.
We’re talking. Laughing. Comparing my grief attack to her hot flashes.
And I’m leaking.
After 20 mins – I’m like… this is ridiculous.
I don’t WANT to be leaking. I want to be working.
So the boss comes into her office – and suggests I go for a walk.
I do, I grab chocolate. It doesn’t help, but I ate it anyhow (and shared with the co-worker)
The walk helped, somewhat. I was able to go to work, finish out the day and go home.
And then…. derby.
Derby rocks my world. It makes everything right.
But I seriously need to stop the leaking.
Ok, I know it’s not going to happen….. but it could at least happen at less inopportune times…