Im trying really hard not to cry. I know its just the clomid messing with me but I am so fricken mad, frustrated, upset Dh comes home an hour late. Tells me that our neighbours/friends across the road are going to have drinks at thiers. So I ask "What time, is dinner involved, just the boys or everyone?" The answer "I dunno."
So I had a tanty about how people need to be more organised because I dont live my life according to what everyone else decides last minute etc etc etc Then I had a tanty about how much I hate it here and how Im so lonely, I have to make all the sacrifices with everything - moving, friends, family, TTC - and he can just hop along happy as larry. Then I moved on to how we left great reliable do-anything-for-you friends in Sydney and Perth to come here and have half assed make-stupid-life-decisions unreliable friends.
And here I was thinking that I would escape the clomid side effects
Dh comes home an hour late. Tells me that our neighbours/friends across the road are going to have drinks at thiers. So I ask "What time, is dinner involved, just the boys or everyone?" The answer "I dunno."
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