Slow Day

Today has been a killer at work. Time just seems to stop every 5 minutes and hang there for about an hour. What is so good about 10:30?? Apparently the clock REALLY liked that time because it stayed there for about 2 hours! Ugh! It's Friday and I am ready for 5:00! The only thing I have to look forward to is a Costco hot dog at 1:30 with M and it STILL isn't 1:30...

My left boob has been KILLING me yesterday and today. It feels like tiny knives are trying to get out. While sometimes I would get all excited and think "OOOOh my boobs hurt. I must be pg or something!" I really have no confidence that I am. (plus it would kind of be bad timing seeing as my trip to DC in April just got paid off...but I think my mom would understand if I couldn't go) This pain is just typical post O craziness. Plus beyond the weird/ normal boob pain, I really have no other PS, real or imagined. (Maybe that's a good sign? Ya I doubt it!) Last time I got preggo, I was SOOOOO tired I could hardly move when I got home from work, so I am guessing that is going to be my tell-tale sign, and well, I'm pretty energetic these days when I get home. Energetic enough to sit and read from the time I get home until nookie...I mean bed time. We'll see what happens next week I guess. I *think* I might test on Thursday if AF doesn't rear her ugly (but probably welcomed) face this round. Then again I might not. I'm crazy like that.