My boob is weeping. I was making morning coffee and I started weeping, from my eyes, just a little morning moodiness. I felt a weird drop of wetness and checked the mirror and my boob was weeping too. Kinda sweet and poetic...
But, I must have popped a stitch and now may be leaking all over the place. That is not sweet or poetic.
Today was going to be "stop babying that arm and stand up straight" day. It was not going to be "keep 4 x 4s in your top so you don't leave a trail" day.
Oh well, the best laid plans.... however the saying goes.