Three minutes after the third pregnancy test in three days I got my period, 3 days late. It is exactly like that and I find it a bit amusing.
And as soon as I got it I went to weigh in and what?! 86.8! So 88 was not really the weight. 88 was the bloated weight.
We are not leaving today. We changed the tickets for Tuesday. And I am not coming back on August 25. Im back on August 29.
Last night I had my real and strong break down. I suddenly begun to cry and I was crying for 3 hours, blabbering the whole time, telling Angelos everything about the why's and the how's of my job, sometimes in a low key voise and cry, sometimes with screams and yells and plangent sobs.
Today I feel clean. My husband feels trusted again. And they all can go fuck themselves. And Im actually being very nice and giving when Im saying this. A good fuck would clean their brains you know.
So I am in a Polyanna mood. I say its better I changed our holidays and we will be leaving on tuesday instead of today. I mean, who wants to travel for 12 hours in a ferry on the first day of her period? Who wants to go to the island and spend the first 3 days just looking at the sea, sitting in the beach under the tree reading? Instead, we will go on holidays and I wont be having the period to worry me for 3 weeks.
I tell you, be sweet and wish me that this will be the last period I will be having for 2006. And this is a good weight for me to fall pregnant too. I could gain 10 - 12 kilos and still be in double digits. The things I think of....
I got to go now. To work. Angelos is not working anymore. It will be nice to come home to him this evening. I have really missed returning home and finding someone to say hi to!