Ugh, why is it that when you have to make a big decision you suddenly become fearful of making the plunge?
More on that in a minute.
I've had some extra money in my wallet for awhile now. I can't even remember where I got it from. I usually don't carry cash. That way I don't spend what I don't have (unless it comes to my work credit card but that's another story). So I've held onto this money, probably from the last time we went to the casino. And I haven't spent it. Could have, many times over. But something has held me back. I thought about getting a bunch of stiff for a friends new baby, but still something in me said wait. And now I have a purpose. Someone who's family is going through a rough time right now. And while I can't be there to offer my help and support physically, I'm hoping this helps take a bit of the burden off. If its gas for trips to the hospital, movie night for the kids or something to just bring some cheer into their lives, I hope it helps.
We'll start getting ready for the second IVF transfer shortly. My meds arrived and are ready to go. I think I'll start the every other day doctor visits next week. And then the transfer should take place within the next two to three weeks.
We're at a cross roads with Mark's work. The company recruiting him has made their offer. It's a pretty good offer (not everything he was asking for but he was reaching a bit). Now he is just weighing if he wants to stay where he is at or move and be contacted to the new job for 8 years. Each has pros and cons. Each has different outcomes if we have kids or not. It's the topic of our nightly two mile walk with the dogs. And each night we talk, it seems like we get further from a decision. If only there were a crystal ball. I just want him to make a decision (but the right one, whatever that may be). I can tell its weighing on his mind and he isn't sleeping well at all.
Speaking of the dogs I have to take Honer to the vet Saturday. I think he has a tick and the growth on his rump is back. The doctor drained it last time and did some tests. He said it was just a fatty cyst. Well it filled up again so I want to make sure it's nothing. It doesn't appear to bother him or hurt when touched. But if we're going in for one thing, they might as well check it out.
Enough for tonight. I am going to keep reading book 2 in The Hunger Games series. Thanks for the recommendation Jodi!
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