Happy 2014! Good riddance, 2013 - you sucked big time (pardon my French.)
I'd love to say "aaaaaaand we're off" but it seems the holidays brought more than revels and gifts: they've brought more limbo. As we await this Blizzard Hercules, I am still awaiting AF. Come on, pal! I thought you'd be here for me like clockwork on 12/30 (happy anniversary!) but nope. You're MIA. What happened? Was it because I indulged in several yuletide beverages? Or because I all of a sudden developed an appetite for manchego again?
Seriously. You mock me with this lateness. Not ok. I start student teaching on Monday so you better show up before then or I will not be a happy camper.
There actually is a medical explanation for this delay that I stumbled across two weeks ago. On a whim, I did an ovulation test on Christmas Eve because I had a nagging suspicion the excruciating backache and pinching in my right side was related to some gynecological occurrence. Turns out, the test was positive. I haven't seen a digital smiley face since May! I confirmed it was not the fertility drugs leaving my system by taking a pregnancy test which was negative, natch. Had it been positive, I could blame the smiley on the drugs but nope, it's legit. I typically get a moody backache during ovulation. Good to know things are working, even when they're not exactly working the way I want them to. Not so good to know the whole cycle is now off by 10 days or so but I've learned by now not to bank on anything.
Judging by the new timing, I should hopefully have my AF by Tuesday, latest, which means a visit to RMA by January 9. No bid deal in the grand scheme of things, though transfer may fall closer to Jan 31 or even February at this rate.
My New Year's wish is for everything to go smoothly from here. And for Oscar to behave himself at Pet Pals.
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