I don't have much to say.
Um, FlashForward was awesome tonight, and indescribably better than before the hiatus, and naturally going to be cancelled, which really sucks, but can't be unexpected as all my favorite shows (that are on network tv) either dumb down for ratings or get cancelled for being too eccentric. Still. Sigh.
Beyond that. . . work is going. It's fine. Nothing exciting, really.
Home is fine. So far so good on trying to keep it clean.
Reproductively speaking, meh. Still early days yet. OPKs are very light, the microscope is just now really beginning to display ferning around the perimeters. We completed round 1 of our timed sex plan, no problems. It's sort weird to be taking a night off, honestly. But as it remains early days, I don't see the need to rush.
Things are ok. Well, I'm feeling a great deal of anxiety, but that is fairly standard, I guess. I want to be pregnant, I'm not. Don't know if or when I will be pregnant again and I can't control it. So, I worry about it some. But I'm trying not to focus on that. Some days are easier than others.
And there isn't much more to say. I feel boring. I am boring. I guess that's not a terrible thing, but it doesn't make for good reading. If the boring persists, I promise to find something interesting to post about. For now, though, I'll just leave you with the exciting discovery of what I'm calling 'hair screws' - spiral pins that you screw into a bun to hold it in place. They are amazing. I need another set.
The only downside is that I've found I prefer to wear two smaller buns and consequently look like all I'm missing to complete the look is a pointy cloth cap and wooden clogs. DH thinks my look is entertaining, but fuck all, it's quite comfortable and it stays put, so they stay.