Tuesday, March 24, 2015


you know - I try to convince myself that I don't know why I'm testing.

I got my period for fuck sake, and so I totally expect the test to be negative.

But, then, I'm totally lying to myself.

Because, why else would one take a pregnancy test, other than that they think they might be (even the teeniest weeniest possibility of being) pregnant?

So I sat and watched the minute hand slowly tick through 5 rotations on my watch, and secretly hoped I was That One... The One who "got her period and didn't think she was pregnant."

Alas, we ended the night watching Sunday night's Walking Dead, toasting a wacky cycle and a wacky AF with some hard cider.

C'est la vie...

1 comment:

  1. Well in some ways that is a relief but so sad still.