Today has fucking sucked.
Work has just been slightly overwhelming and I don't feel like being there.
My car needs almost $700 in repairs. I know it could be much worse (whew - thank goodness it wasn't my transmission) but it's still a lot of money. But what can you do? Sadly, I need my car.
The split egg donation thing probably won't happen. It's $300 for the consult over the phone, I don't know if after that I would even get picked, and then more importantly, there is still probably five grand I'd have to come up with to do the cycle. On top of missing work and traveling and A not even looking for a job until after the bar in over a month, I just don't think I can do it. So yeah. No hope there. I need to turn in some more stuff for the regular egg donor cycle. I need to just put off thinking about mine and think about maybe helping somebody else first.
(Kids pictured below. Extremely cute ones.)
We had a good Sunday though. We went to Sikeston, MO to meet up with A's family and that was really nice. A is the oldest in his family, followed by three sisters and one brother. The youngest is 18 years to the day younger than A and still in high school. His oldest sister is wonderful, despite being a total fertile. She has five kids. 11, 6, 4, 2,and 1. As soon as she heard we had a serious fertility problem she offered to be a surrogate if we needed it. (She didn't know what the issue was.) She is incredibly sweet and sassy and I know if she could help in any way she would.
I keep trying to convince SIL and her hubby to move here to Indy so that I can see them all the time. N here wanted to sit with me at lunch. At one point she hugged my side and started pouting. I asked her what was wrong and she said "I miss you." She said she wanted to come back with me. She does this every time we visit, so I wonder if she's old enough to come stay with us for a week. I took her big sister for a week when A was out of town a few years ago and we had a blast. I'd take any of the kids - they are the best in the world.
(No, this handsome man is not A, it's my BIL.)
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