Cranky
Did I mention that I am cranky? Because in case you didn't notice, I am. It sucks. A LOT.Believe it or not, I really don't like to complain. It actually gets on my nerves to hear myself. I think if I were sitting here with a stiff drink I would feel better. Of course, if I were sitting here with a stiff drink I would be subsequently fired... and while that would in the short run be fan-fricking-tastic, it's not a realistic good thing. That's because I do not have another job waiting for me. I do not have anyone to share my bills. I would soon have to make the choice between working for McD's or be homeless and I so don't want to have to make that choice.
The cramping has intensified and I'm thinking about timing how close they are to each other and how long they last (as Lord only knows if or when I would actually be pregnant and really have something I would have to time). Whatever. I guess it's just something that would allow me to feel them (as if I had a choice either way) but do something constructive (because timing one's cramps is very productive just in case you didn't know).
Isn't it time to go home yet???
Oh, on a side note: I am totally and completely in love with my niece. She called me (with my Mom's assistance naturally) and was talking to her "An A-ly" - seriously, she's a genius and I can't wait to see her tonight for family birthday dinner (albeit a month or so late...)
posted by Ali @ 3:07 PM
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