Boy, I was wiped out on Friday from a confrontation with a coworker, and I can't seem to get out of this funk. I had made a lengthy (& apparently loud) announcement over the intercom, and this guy came to where I was and got in my face about how unprofessional I was for doing so. Mind you, this was for a fundraiser that we'd been having at work for 2 days. I just kind of felt like that saying "No good deed goes unpunished."
The other thing that has me down is this whole baby thing. Greg and I are both ready to give up. I told my friends last night when we got together at Dairy Queen (nothing like drowning sorrows in a hot fudge sundae!) that I would rather give up than have hope because with hope, you're constantly up and down. We have eggs! We're still not pregnant. We have eggs! We're still not pregnant. We have eggs! You get the drift.
On that note, I have yet another ultrasound this Thursday to see if I have eggs. I mean, of course I HOPE I have eggs, but I really hope to be off of this roller coaster one way or another.