I hope my title did not offend you, it's just that I'm simply trying to convey my reaction when I looked down at that sad looking little piece of plastic that I had recently peed on a cold and dismal January morning and saw two lines starting back at me.
"Holy shit balls"
There simply can't be two lines...there are never two lines...things that Janet pee on don't produce two lines, only one line. Janet's hostile uterus had rejected all previous attempts to be occupied so those two lines must be some kind of mistake.
I went about my day.
Next day...two lines a little darker.
Third day...two lines yet a little darker.
Funny universe. Very funny. You are such a cruel tease. This is what I was telling myself. I was preparing, perhaps even trying to protect myself from what I believed to be, the inevitable, heart wrenching disappoint I had gotten used to.
It's now Monday, January 6th and on my way to work, I stop in an buy a digital test. I clutched said tes…
Hey guys. It’s been a while, hasn’t it? In fact, it's been:
126 days, 0 hours, 0 minutes and 0 seconds can be converted to one of these units: 10,886,400 seconds 181,440 minutes 3024 hours 126 days 18 weeks 34.52% of 2018
That's quiet a long time and I’m sorry about that.
This blog post is one of my first ones after a long four months plus break. I left my so-called ‘baby’ for so long due to many reasons...work, family, exhaustion and most of all, lack of self-motivation. And I quickly realized motivating yourself to keep on blogging is not the hardest part. Coming back with "bags of enthusiasm", new ideas, and most of all...grasping the fact that your own work has been left out there for so long was the most difficult thing. I had this weird feeling of guilt that I failed myself, my 'own thing' wasn’t going to be successful and so cool anymore. I do have a number of posts swirling around in my head. Some funny (to me at least), some serious and some about sharing ALL …