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So tired. So. Tired. I got like no sleep last night. Ugh.
I got a spontaneous call from Wiley telling me to meet them in Wollaston for some fried clams. I had told myself last week that in an effort to get out of the house more, I was going to say yes to everything that was offered to me, so I went. It was nice to see them, and sit on the patio by the seashore and eat fried clams. Everything was great except the part where I don't really eat fried food anymore, and now I kind of feel like crap for it. Oops. It was YOM though.
I remembered to get milk on the way home, go me. I had to pee so badly when I was at the store that I practically had to fly home and even then almost lost it on the way up the stairs. Nice.
Oh, and the insurance approval for the injectibles/IUI came through today. I wonder if I'm pegged as a "difficult patient" now, because two different people called and left me messages from the doctor's office - the financial coordinator and a nurse.
I should be reading my book club book or answering the 8 million LJ comments in my inbox, but I think I'll go to bed instead.
p.s. This weather is awesome.
I got a spontaneous call from Wiley telling me to meet them in Wollaston for some fried clams. I had told myself last week that in an effort to get out of the house more, I was going to say yes to everything that was offered to me, so I went. It was nice to see them, and sit on the patio by the seashore and eat fried clams. Everything was great except the part where I don't really eat fried food anymore, and now I kind of feel like crap for it. Oops. It was YOM though.
I remembered to get milk on the way home, go me. I had to pee so badly when I was at the store that I practically had to fly home and even then almost lost it on the way up the stairs. Nice.
Oh, and the insurance approval for the injectibles/IUI came through today. I wonder if I'm pegged as a "difficult patient" now, because two different people called and left me messages from the doctor's office - the financial coordinator and a nurse.
I should be reading my book club book or answering the 8 million LJ comments in my inbox, but I think I'll go to bed instead.
p.s. This weather is awesome.