The drugs have been making me nutso this cycle, more so than cycles one and two. I find myself getting super emotional almost every day, getting close to tears around mid-day, often for no good reason. Unless things like 'I get too many emails at work and don't have time to respond to them!' or 'Why can't my husband have emptied the dishwasher?' seem like good reasons to get teary-eyed to you. In which case, I'm totally normal!
It's such a roller coaster;. And on top of it, this is our first round without any insurance coverage and the cost of things is an added stress too.
I got super stressed out earlier today, and decided I needed to bake brownies. I love baking. I love brownies. Everyone wins.
My husband was out at the hardware store when I started. OK, I might have waited until he was gone and was hoping I could get them in the oven before his return. He doesn't have the same love of delicious treats that I do, so tends to be a party pooper when it comes to desserts.
But in he came, just as I was finishing up the mixing.
Him: Are you baking brownies?
Me: Yes! You're welcome.
Him: Why would I thank you. I don't like brownies.
Me: Well, then, thank you to me. Because I love brownies and now they're all for me!
So anyone who wants to come over for brownies, I have extra!