So this is what rock bottom feels like

Yesterday I offically lost it. ( Breakdown behind the cut, complete with snot, hysteria and other TMI )

I spent my evening with mom. We had planned to go to the Arthouse for Sicko, but I was too exhausted to go (plus my back probably wouldn't have survived sitting down for a film). She made me the most wonderful dinner, complete with the best dessert EVER (I should have made pictures) and gave me the remote control. How is that for pampering? She knew just what I needed *g*. With that power invested in me I chose to watch Children In Need on the BBC. Because I really wanted to see that Doctor Who Special. Oh, and it was for charity. Or something. *is heartless unless rewarded for caring*.
I'm sure mom enjoyed my squeeing;). We spent the rest of the evening talking while watching (Dutch) TV. It was awesome to not have to think about anything else and just simply hang together. It's very comfortable at my mom's:)
I still decided to spend the night at my own place, so mom drove me home (and carried my groceries upstairs *hugs mom tight repeatedly*). I managed to not turn on the computer and crawled into bed right after I waved mom goodbye. Sleep is bliss.

I'll post about today tomorrow;)