I am 7DPO today and really have nothing exciting to note. I’m not symptom spotting for the first time since beginning this journey, but then again I also am pretty sure my likelihood of actually having conceived is pretty low. I’m assuming that is why the symptom spotting is null. However I have obsessively been comparing my Fertility Friend chart to other charts with the same spotting intercourse pattern and post-O temps as me. This keeps my hopes up that there is a possibility, but there are so few of them that it also gets me down sometimes.
On the other hand I’m still pretty positive. No as much as I was in the beginning of the week but still more so than I have been in the past. Hopefully this bout of positivity keeps up because it is a bit foreign to me. I’ve always been fairly pessimistic so this is a nice change in pace.
A brief update on my friend’s whose house burned down… they are living here at my job (as a resort we have the ability to put people up for free) and are doing well. I still don’t think everything has sunken in with them yet, but R. did have a bit of a breakdown the other day so it is coming. The support for the community has been unbelievable. I love living in a small town. You get this amazing support from everyone that you wouldn’t necessarily get in a larger area. Every day I am signing for packages for R. & T. and answering phone calls from our seasonal summer staff asking what they can do and what R. & T. need. It’s to the point where, though extremely appreciative, they are completely overwhelmed. They have so much bread they don’t even know what to do with it! However, it is good to see them picking up slightly. It’s never been hard to make T. laugh so it is good to see that she still has that in her. Hopefully they can find a more permanent residence soon and continue on with picking their lives back up to a place they’re comfortable with.
Slow night. I will DEFINITELY have a Boxycharm update tomorrow. I’m still not sure if I am going to get an Ipsy one because I haven’t gotten to the neighboring town to pick my mail up from the Post Office. Did I mention that last time? R. & T.’s house caught the Post Office on fire too so that has been closed down indefinitely. The Post Master lives across the street though so when it looked like it was going to catch as well she ran in and grabbed everyone’s mail that was in there. So I have to drive 20 minutes to the nearest Post Office to get my Ipsy bag and to get my mail forwarded to my job. No big deal but it may mean a second month with no Ipsy review. Oh well.
– ❤ S.