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Have you ever had one of those days where you just start crying and you know the thing that triggered your tears has nothing to do with why you are crying? You keep looking inside to see what is going on and it is like peeling away the layers of an onion ... I wonder if we ever really find the one, single thing that starts the tears. If I listening really closely, I can hear myself berating myself for having started to cry at all. It is like a vicious circle - because then I berate myself for berating myself for having started to cry! Just stress, I guess. I know I am looking at 1500 plus lines today and while that is going on, the kitchen is being torn apart and I won't even be able to get my coffee. I shouldn't be crying about my kitchen being torn apart! I want it to get painted so I can finally have some real cupboards with real doors on them and then maybe I won't have to dust every plate and every bowl before they can be used. I won't have to either look at the dust and soot as it piles up or tear everything out, clean the shelves and then put everything back in. Okay - back to work. I have a feeling those 1500 lines aren't going to do themselves!