I'm on CD18 now, 3 days past my monitoring u/s and still have no temp rise indicating O. I'm getting a little worried. I know that's silly because Lovely Ultrasound Tech Lady saw the follie and the egg, but I just worry that it will turn into a cyst and not release the egg. I'm so used to being disappointed that I won't be able to relax any until I get a confirmed temp rise. Who am I kidding?! Like I'll really relax during the 2ww? Yeah, right!
Something that will keep me busy during the 2ww (assuming it ever gets here!) is the project I'm involved with at work. I've not really been able to get around to visiting my bloggy buds lately because it's taking up so much of my time, both work time and personal time.
Without going into too many identifying details, we are about to undergo a HUGE change at our hospital. It will completely change the way one process is enacted. I am heading up this change, since technically it was my idea.
I was in a meeting a few months ago and someone mentioned we needed a new system for handling this certain process. So, being me, after the meeting I wrote down my thoughts on how the process could be changed. The next time this committee meeting was held, I presented my thoughts to the committee (of which I am a part) and to our CEO. They all loved the idea and wanting to implement it. Which is fantastic! Except that they then handed it back to me and said "Sort it out and tell us when you're starting it"!
Now, this project is the reason for my promotion and pay raise, so I'm not complaining about it. I'm grateful to be given the opportunity and to have the trust put into me. It's just that it is taking a lot of my time and I am exhausted! The start date for the new project is April 5th, so between now and then I will be a lax commentor. After we start, the next couple of months will probably also be just as hectic, but I'm hoping I'll be able to get back to visiting my friends' more frequently. In the meantime, please forgive me! I still love ya'll!
Funny story I forgot to tell you all about a meal out The Hubs and I had while we were away for my audition a couple of weeks ago. We had decided to go to the Hard Rock Cafe for our evening meal. It was a Saturday in Atlanta, so we expected the restaurant to be hopping and we knew we'd have a wait. We were told our wait would be about 45 to 50 minutes. We said that would be fine. So we waited. And waited.
Finally, after about 2 hours, we were led to our table. I was not in the greatest of tempers by this time. I don't mind waiting, but don't lie to me about how long we'll be waiting! Just give it to me straight and I'll be okay with that. So I was a bit unhappy when our unnaturally peppy waitress came to take our order.
The Hubs ordered his drink and then I ordered mine. "Can I get a pina colada?" I asked. Now, it's not often I have a drink. I'm not totally against drinking, but this was CD4 and it had been a long day and we'd had a long wait and we were having a break and I just thought "Bugger it! I'm having a pina colada!"
"Sure!" answers our waitress. "Can I see your ID?!"
Again, I'm not stupid. I know places that serve alcohol are supposed to card you, but it had been a long day! I had left my ID at the hotel, 3 blocks away.
"Um...I actually forgot my ID. But I'm 31 years old. I can give you my date of birth!"
"Hmm?! I'm not sure?! I'll have to get our manager and ask him!"
"Okay," said I. "That's fine. If he needs any information, I'll be glad to answer any questions he has."
"Okay!" answered our waitress. Off she goes. Ten minutes later she walks back by. "I can't seem to locate the manager! Would you like to keep waiting?!"
The Hubs still did not have his drink at this point, so I said no and asked for a tea instead. A few minutes later she brought out our drinks.
"I still can't find the manager! Do you want to keep waiting?!" I thought I had already answered that question.
"No. I'll just stick with the tea, thanks. Could we order now please?" So we ordered and a little while later we got our food.
The food was very good and I'm not upset that the waitress carded me, but I asked The Hubs and I ask you now - do I really look like a teenager?!?! If so, I'm extremely pleased, lol! And our waitress was really too incredibly peppy for my taste!
I guess I've rambled enough for tonight! I'm off now to get food and watch telly with The Hubs! Love to you all, my bloggy pals!