It's been quite the week, emotionally. My brain has had enough, it feels so broken, and I think all that will help is some word vomit. I'm just going to spew it all over, and with fatigue, hormones, and Psych on in the background, it's bound to be an adventure! Read on!!!! First. I big fat red heart my Mormon Mom Planner. Oh. My. Gosh. It's grand. And worth the money I would have paid for it if you lovely friends hadn't helped me win it. I will buy it next time, I will!!! It's been so perfect, and I've USED IT!!! Go me. Next. Am I the only person that sits and replays a conversation that I've had, and beats myself up for saying something, and analyzing how it might have sounded, and hashing it all over, and hating myself for sounding lame, or stupid, or forgetting to say something important? AND am I the only person who worries (too much) that I have misread a person's friendliness as friendship? They say hi to me every Sunday, I think that mea...