The fat lady sings

All hope out the window now... Back to CD1 :-(

I was talking to new neighbour about it yesterday saying how hard the two week wait is. It would almost be easier if you could take a test the morning after colouring. If it was positive you'd know and if it was negative, at least you could get on with your life for a month without all the worry and stress!

Anyway, fate. I've got at least a week to get on with my life before the next bonkathon starts! I think we're going to go for the every other night method this time... Every night was just too much. I've also decided to go and see tfe Doctor, this week if possible and talk about my multiple positive OPKs and Cyst history.

Today was a long one and as a result I'm only just on the train now (2027 from Waterloo, lucky me!). I've got a big contract meeting tomorrow and we've been doing lots of prep for that. As sods law would have it, our MD has waded in with his size 9s at the 11th hour and confused matters no end. Lucky for me I've got new boy in my team, who's doing a lot of the grunt work for me.

At least tomorrow will be a little diluted by the fact that we're going to see another school for our son first thing AND hubby's got a second interview: all very exciting!

ASIDE: I love London; all the way home while writing this I'm having to listen to a tramp ranting at the top of his voice, the only discernable words being "woman" "hey you" "my life" "where are we" "yaknowwaimeen!" "getawayfromme".

Nite x