The day started with me not wanting to get up. I decided to get myself a large cup of coffee. In line in front of me, a pregnant girl 20ish. Buying cigarettes. ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS WITH THIS SHIT GOD?
Today I was having a real pity party for myself. It's not that I want to have a pity party for myself, it's just some days are harder than others, especially holidays/special occasions. I remember the last holiday/special occasion. I remember hoping the next holiday/special occasion wouldn't suck as much as this one. Yet here is the anniversary of that sucky day, and things actually suck worse now than they did then. Then you wonder... how long will this crap go on? You try to be positive, but it is really hard to smile when life is taking a huge dump on your forehead on a pretty consistant basis. So this morning I was not in good spirits.
Caption... "Im doing great!"
This is not me, but a pretty accurate depiction of how I feel on most days... yet another gem I found while doing my random googling, and yes, I just made myself laugh out loud again. I'm not right.
We've been pending a match for quite some time now with the embryo adoption agency. We have been waiting for the donor's to sign the contract. Well it has been weeks. A few days ago, I emailed the agency. I asked her if they changed their mind. She said no one has ever done that (every time someone says that, it ends up happening to us). Well today, we got great news. WE ARE OFFICIALLY MATCHED, SIGNED, SEALED, but not delivered just yet. I'm hoping that the timing of this is a sign of good things to come. We are cautiously optimistic.