Wallowing

Forgive me if I don't answer my phone for the rest of the day. The phone calls I have received so far this morning have been such that I am not willing to risk answering another one. Because, really, what are the chances of it being someone with good news or kind words? Slim today. {Plus I have caller ID, so if you're friendly I'll call you back. . . . tomorrow. You wouldn't want to talk to me now anyway.} It's just one of those days. I'm completely overwhelmed with the circumstances of my life and I don't want to see or talk to anyone. I know it's ridiculous -- my life is pretty simple compared to most -- but sometimes I just really wish I lived by myself in a cave where no one wanted or expected anything from me. So I could wallow without feeling guilty. I'll be back tomorrow with a bright new outlook. Promise.