It’s probably the damned PMS thing we women have, right? And my whole load of work for the UN which i honestly enjoy. And the fact that she didn’t even bother to hug me before she left today.

She’s not even back yet. I am so upset.

It’s crazy how one person can affect another so badly, right? I hate feeling lousy like this. But i can’t help it.

I only wish she could understand better.

I just want to see my girls tomorrow and think about that UN Day poem thing. Play a game now with Mattie and chill out. Go to bed and forget about what i can’t control.

HUG ME!