I KNOW! What the hell, right? I just go and disappear of the edge of the earth without so much as a...um, whatever people do before they disappear. Peep?
For the past month or so I've started probably five or six posts, but I never finish them because I get lost in all the muckity muck. It seems like I should write a lot since I've been gone for so long, but then I realize it's all stuff I've written before.
One year ago A_ was about to take the bar He's about to do it again. Hopefully to better results this time.
One year ago I was performing in the Vagina monologues? Well, I'm not performing this year, but I'm putting together a film piece for it again.
One year ago A_ was having surgery to retrieve sperm and I was bitching that we couldn't afford IVF yet. He's not having surgery again, but we just got a bill for $400 so his sperm can sit in a freezer for another year. And I'm still bitching that we can't afford IVF because all those savings are making up the gap between my income and our bills.
This probably comes across as more whiny or angry or whatever other strong emotion you can think of that fits, but I don't really feel upset. I just feel resigned. It's like living in this big Groundhogs Day, only it's an entire year.
I'm stuck again for what I want to say, but I don't want to start and abandon another post or I'll never get back to blogging. So yeah. I know I have a lot I want to sort out and I am a no good wumplebuttheadsnufugus for ignoring my amazing friends for so long, so really, seriously, I am back this time.