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judecorpWe have been on a cleaning rampage for most of the day in preparation for a little birthday party that my smoochie is throwing, ostensibly for me but I maintain that it is for us. While it's nice to have something totally planned for me, to sort of... leave out her birthday entirely doesn't sit well with me. I am making her add her name to the cake. Hey, it's her birthday, too! (Or was. You know.) I just want someone to take over the planning sometimes!
Anyway, the cleaning. I did the bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom all before 11am. Because I am a cleaning god. We got the 80 tons of cat fur off the floors and Jen even did some cursory dusting of the tv/components. Jen even vacuumed the couch and the papa-san. The cats settled on both /immediately/. Those little ingrates. They also love to christen newly-cleaned litter boxes.
This week we find out whether we were successful in our baby-making endeavors or whether a conversation about IVF is in our future. I'd really prefer the former, truth be told. I think I have the stamina to pull off an IVF journey but I'd really need Jen to be on-board and actively involved way more than ever before. And if that's not something she thinks she can do... well, that's cool. But I won't do it even largely on my own. The IUIs, sure, but not the Big Guns. Too much rollercoaster. Too many medications. Too long a process.
Of course, if we ARE unsuccessful this time around, I will gorge myself silly on expensive sushi of the deliciously raw variety and lift a lot of heavy boxes in the name of moving. And drink diet soda with reckless abandon for the duration of any break we may take.
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Holy crap, we're having a house inspection on Monday. If all goes well, we might have to actually *gulp* give notice to our sweetheart landlords.
Anyway, the cleaning. I did the bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom all before 11am. Because I am a cleaning god. We got the 80 tons of cat fur off the floors and Jen even did some cursory dusting of the tv/components. Jen even vacuumed the couch and the papa-san. The cats settled on both /immediately/. Those little ingrates. They also love to christen newly-cleaned litter boxes.
This week we find out whether we were successful in our baby-making endeavors or whether a conversation about IVF is in our future. I'd really prefer the former, truth be told. I think I have the stamina to pull off an IVF journey but I'd really need Jen to be on-board and actively involved way more than ever before. And if that's not something she thinks she can do... well, that's cool. But I won't do it even largely on my own. The IUIs, sure, but not the Big Guns. Too much rollercoaster. Too many medications. Too long a process.
Of course, if we ARE unsuccessful this time around, I will gorge myself silly on expensive sushi of the deliciously raw variety and lift a lot of heavy boxes in the name of moving. And drink diet soda with reckless abandon for the duration of any break we may take.
~//~
Holy crap, we're having a house inspection on Monday. If all goes well, we might have to actually *gulp* give notice to our sweetheart landlords.
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