Per Friday tradition, how about a random assortment of topics about stuff and things?
I think Rick approves:
- On Wednesday, I got together with friends from my old job. It’s weird—when we all worked together, there was a lot of tension because I had been given a job that had been promised to someone else on our team. For the most part, the tension has disappeared as we’ve all moved on. We had a great time at our happy hour, sticking around until 10pm (that’s late for this oldie!). One of the people there was my once and future coworker, who gave me a big hug and screamed “Yay!” when she heard I’d be joining her soon. It was nice to finally connect again. I hope we do it again soon.
- I finally bit the bullet and made an appointment to see an RE in December. As my husband observed, there are a lot of questions to answer in our intake forms. He was nervous about the appointment, asking me what we’d have to talk about. When I pointed out that I had some concerns to discuss—such as my spotting at 10dpo, my very short and light periods—he relaxed a bit. I did tell him he’d probably have to do the sperm analysis right off the bat after the consult—after all, it’s an easy enough test and rules out 50% of the possible problem(s) quickly. He’s not looking forward to it, but readily agreed to the appointment.
- Although I’m just waiting for HR to make their way through my background check, I received an inquiry for another phone interview. Given that you should never turn away an opportunity (because anything can happen), I agreed to one. And that led to a request for a full interview because I am awesome. What’s funny is that one of my former coworkers mentioned to me that she was thinking about applying to the job. I’m hoping she does and gets an interview, too. We worked on very similar things, so her resume and experience aligns with mine. If they think I’m worth exploring, they should think the same for her.
- Much to my surprise, my husband has begun to encourage me to submit my resignation to my current job sooner rather than later. He’s usually Mr. Proceed-with-Caution; when I had an HR slow-down with my old job, he encouraged me to wait it out and not do a thing until an offer was firmly in my hands. This time, though, he doesn’t want me to endure the anxiety of dealing with my co-editor’s maternity leave or the overall toxic environment of the place. “Hell,” he said, “even if this thing falls through and you’re unemployed for a while, I don’t care. Neither should you. I don’t want you to be there anymore.” Aww. I’m looking at the calendar and trying to make a decision on that move.
- This weekend, we’ll be talking holiday plans. We always visit my family, and that won’t change this year. You may think this may bother the husband, but no: he actually loves it. My family is the kind that gives you a great big hug and kiss when you get there, stuffs you to the gills with food, then wanders away to let you do your thing. My husband uses the quiet time to get some writing done and see friends in our old town. I am already making plans with my friends and telling my sister to prep The Lion in Winter and Titanic for viewing (yeah, one’s Christmas-y, and the other one is fun to give the MST3K treatment to).
- Thanksgiving plans will also be discussed. We both want to use some of the four days for writing, but we’re also feeling lazy about a big dinner and maybe want to get out for a night. We’re thinking about hitting a nice hotel nearby. I think it’s an excellent idea and would love to spend a night somewhere, just relaxing. The good news is that my period would be well over by the time we left and it’ll be a bit before any ovulation, so—relaxed hotel sex! Yes!
- Out of nowhere, I have become obsessed with owning a rose gold right-hand ring. I have no idea why–I’m typically not a jewelry girl. Though I find myself in love with this ring from Brilliant Earth, it’s too engagement ring-y for a right-hand ring, right? And the infinity design echoes my wedding ring, so I’m not sure about replicating that. The husband has said he’ll buy me the ring of my choice (within reasonable financial limits) for my birthday. Can I wait that long? (I’m a late-spring baby.) For those who don’t want to click, check it out:
And y’know, that’s it for now. Have I ever gotten to an even 10?