Waiting

Well, it sure seems like I'm doing a lot of waiting in my life. Last week I was waiting for ovulation, now I'm waiting for a period or waiting to POAS, plus I'm waiting to hear if I have a job or not. I'm not a patient person. I don't like waiting. I want answers NOW!

The hospital that I work at that announced they were closing may now sell to another facility instead. I would think that would mean that I would still have a job since us legal drug pushers aren't real easy to come by. I would hope that they wouldn't mess around with my benefits too much because 5 weeks of vacation along with 700 hours of sick time is a nice thing to have. Back to the topic of being sold, I (along with every other employee at that hospital) feel like I'm in limbo. I don't want to waste my time going on interviews if I don't have to. If I do go on interviews, I don't know what start date to give them (evil SSM won't pay me my severance pay if I take another job before they close and lock the doors). Wait wait wait. I guess in the mean time it wouldn't hurt to update my resume.

I ovulated on Sunday so I am now 4 DPO (days post ovulation in fertility lingo). Too early to know anything. Still holding out hope that we're the couple that gets pregnant with a healthy baby the cycle before they were to start IVF. You hear about those kinds of people, but do they really exist? It's always "my cousin's friend's, sister has a friend who's aunt's sister-in-law's best friend, was supposed to start IVF but got pregnant on her own." Anyway, we'll see how my temps look and maybe I'll start to POAS (pee on a stick) next week sometime. Which means waiting. I have to wait for AF (aunt flo) anyway, so I guess I could always pass the time by peeing on things. Kind of like my dog. Or a drunk man.

Now I'm waiting for the White Sox game to come on. Waiting sucks.