So today is it. Tomorrow is d-day. Even with the small symptoms here and there, all hope is gone for April. Moving on.
I spotted again last night and I have a wee little upset tummy thing going on... but we did go out last night and celebrated more than usual. Two midori sours and a caramel apple martini, thank you very much.
It was a blast. Last year ended with me in fits of crying in the bathroom at home, this year I just planned my own function to keep the crying done to a minimum. (no one planned anything, and those who wanted to thought someone else was..it was a clusterf&@$ for sure.)
-- Post From My iPhone