Hurry Up and Wait!

That's pretty much the theme of my life right now.

Hurry up and wait to go to the doctor ... my appointment is in 7 days. I am on my period right now and it so far seems like a normal period other than the fact that it's been 60 days since my last one. I can't wait to have another ultrasound to figure out if my polyp is still there or has grown. I can't wait for more blood work to figure out everything that is or isn't going on with my body. I feel like the last time I had this blood work, I wasn't fully ready to accept that we had a real problem. I knew we did, but I wasn't ready because I didn't want to jump on every opportunity to change it. Now, we are both at a point in this trying to conceive "adventure" that we won't let anything stand in our way any more. Where there is a will, there is a way.

Hurry up and wait for the bank! We submitted a signed purchase agreement to the seller's bank on Friday and now it's Wednesday and we haven't gotten the go ahead for our inspections. I thought we would start the inspection process on Friday or Monday at the latest... but now it's Wednesday. I want to GO AHEAD!

I guess the more time we take off waiting for the bank now = less time on the end where we are just waiting to close.

I'm waiting for some ibuprofin to kick in and then I'm going up to the bank. I don't care if I'm on my period and feel like crud, I'm going to try to have the best workout I can while on my period.

There was a time when I had horrible cramps that the ONLY thing on Earth that would alleviate them was going for the fastest and longest run my lungs could handle. I would have to run for almost an hour to get rid of them completely. Cramps suck. Periods suck. Especially when they're supposed to come every 28 days and mine come every 60. F them.