So we returned from our mini-vacation late last night. It was tough to leave since the weather was so perfect yesterday, but we knew that we wanted to wake up in our own bed this morning.
It was great fun to hang out with my fertile bf and her family, but as the other guests (who, of course, had little children) started to trickle in I started to feel more and more barren. It got especially difficult when my fertile bf's husband's friends showed up with their cranky toddler (who didn't stop crying the ENTIRE time she was on the island!). It's one thing to be around my bf's adorable baby (for those of you who are my FB friends, I took some super cute photos of baby H!).
Tomorrow is the first day of my summer job. I'm pretty anxious about having to commute into the city since I've always driven to work. I always get nervous when I have to follow train timetables! I bought my transport card this evening and I have my train schedule in my wallet. It's surprising that I'm so anxious, but I think that it's definitely another example of my adrenal fatigue!
Btw, I've been busily collecting saliva for my adrenal test. I can't believe how hard it is to produce so much saliva! I was half asleep when I did the first collection because I stayed up watching the N.ext F.ood N.etwork S.tar instead of going to bed when we got home. I'm feeling pretty silly right now since we ate dinner so late that I have to stay up to 11pm to do my last collection. Needless to say I'm so excited to see what they find!
I'm slowly catching up on all of your blogs. I was able to read your blogs, but I didn't have very much alone time so I could post comments. Now that I'm going to be spending a couple of hours a day on the train I will have plenty of time to catch up!
I need to do my dreaded ironing for tomorrow morning. Urgh, it is my least favourite chore, but I don't want to show up all messy looking tomorrow!
p.s. Could you please say a quick prayer for our friend, M? His dad passed away last week after a short illness and is having a hard time with it. His dad was a retired principal and he taught quite a few of my friends. He was a good Catholic man and will be sorely missed.