Can you say crazy!

I haven't worked much this week, mainly due to my lack of motivation. I can't seem to get my butt in gear and go into the salon. Of course I go in when I have appointments, but if I don't I should just go in to sit and hang out in hopes someone will want something done. Anyway, my point is, I need to. Even though I feel like I don't want to, my emotions get the best of me if I don't. I am a people person, I need interaction with people on a daily basis. This brings me to what happened yesterday.

I woke up at 6:30 let the dogs out, piddled around the house, did a myspace bulletin where people are supposed to leave you comments about memories together. This was a bad idea, it just made me miss home and made me even more depressed! Then I decided I was tired and would take a nap. I didn't wake up until about 2:30 when Jacob called to say he was on his way home. I was pretty excited and wanted a chocolate milkshake, he said he would pick one up for me. He called back 5 minutes later to tell me he had another call to go on. Usually a call takes about an hour, so I was bummed but no big deal. Until 3 hours had gone by and I didn't hear from him. I was afraid he had gotten into a car accident or something, my mind just started racing. Needless to say I had myself all worked up! Then I started feeling very lonely, I know this is because I hadn't been around people for a few days. I finally get a call from Jacob at about 6, he is on his way home. I had made biscuits and gravy for dinner so it was waiting for him when he got home. Poor guy had to deal with my depressed self telling him I was lonely. As I was trying to do dishes a large pan fell onto my finger. This normally would've made me mad because dirty dish water flew everywhere but instead I started crying. Yes, my finger hurt, but that was not my issue. Jacob comes over and asks if I'm ok and I try to answer that yes, I'm fine. I go to the bathroom to blow my nose and he follows me to ask if it's my finger that hurts or if it is everything else. Then I start BAWLING. He hugs me and tried to comfort me only to have me start laughing hysterically in his ear over how ridiculous I am being. He is very confused by this point and is trying his best to not laugh at me. Poor guy, he doesn't know what to do with me! LOL I think I have officially gone crazy.