Saturday am
Had a bad evening last night. I've had a pretty hectic week at work and things are going round in my mind about that. Had this feeling that I might be coming down with something too and this is pretty much the worst time I want to be feeling like that!
I've got quite a busy weekend, although it's pretty much all social but I'm struggling to fit it all in and don't want to let anyone down. Off in a bit to do the hours drive to where I used to live so that I can get my hair done....
...yes, I know what you're thinking, but I've been with her 13 years and I just can't and don't want to change. It's like visiting a friend! Then off to see another friend for lunch, then back home again to prepare dinner for some friends we haven't seen in ages. Up in the morning to go running and then delivering some leaflets around the village for the community day next weekend. Phew! Then was supposed to be out last night helping get prepared for the community weekend.
Threw a bit of tearful lunatic type wobbler last night and had a really good blub on OH. As usual, he was brilliant, although he didn't quite get that I didn't mean that I wanted to put a stop to the IVF, I just wanted to get across to him that I'm pretty frightened about it. What if it doesn't work? What if I go to pieces? What effect will the drugs have on me? What if I just balloon through all the hormones? Fear of the unknown really.
Anyway he wouldn't let me mope and feel sorry for myself and dragged me out to the community thingymabob and I had a great time. It gives much such a warm feeling doing stuff like that, even though everyone is about 20 years older than us!
Can't wait to introduce my Nan to the vicar next weekend, she'll be so proud of her atheist granddaughter!
H
xx