Cry Baby

We do not see things as they are. We see them as we are.~ The Talmud ~

I wasn't planning on posting tonight because I was focussed on my writing and I've just passed the 20,000 word mark. I'm moving at a slower pace than when I was on holidays but I am still getting words down. Last week, first week back at work, was very poor but this week I'm back to about 1000 words a day which is a reasonable effort.

The reason I felt the need to write was to tell you that I'm a big baby. The Oprah Australian specials have been on television this week and the third part is on tonight. Oprah is rewarding some very special Aussies and every heart warming story brings tears to my eyes. I'm a sap, anything heartfelt or emotional and I'm blubbering.

I don't know why this is and sometimes it can be quite embarassing. My friends would probably describe me as focussed and driven except when something emotional happens and then I cry. Unfortunately it's not only touchy feely things that make me cry. When I get angry and frustrated, or even when I am really happy then I cry.

Am I the only person who suffers from this embarassing problem? Television shows, newspaper articles, hard luck stories, life - it all affects me.

Before I go, a further update to my last post and the drama surrounding our telco. The phone is finally fixed, not bad after 6 fault reports and this time I believe them. Why? Because they finally sent out a technician today and you'll never guess - he found that the lines were touching in the line pit and shorting out. You don't say? I'm sure this is the message that my hubby and I have been trying to communicate for the last three months, that there was something more wrong that required a technician.

Okay, it was always going to be a quick post because I am determined to squeeze out some more words tonight. Have a great weekend.

Cheers, Fi