Definitely one of those days when you just wish you hadn’t bothered.

Get into work to find everyone bitching about all the problems in the job and the way things are going downhill.

Yes it’s frustrating. Just pales into insignificance having lost one’s husband less than two months ago.

Came home. Cried. A lot.

Eventually got it together enough to go for a run which probably helped a bit.

Going to bed now. Hoping the nightmares aren’t as bad as they have been. But I have no control over that. Or much of my life it seems at the moment.