The plot thickens....
Today, the secretary at work told me she had a dream that I was pregnant. I'm not in the business of telling the folks at work about the whole TTC thing and I'm not particularly close with the secretary. In fact, she and I have a distinctly antagonistic relationship. This woman once told me that the blue ink in my pen was too black. Needless to say, I was shocked by her revelation. This has been a very mystical TWW.
In other news, my nipples are on fire. Yes.
Also, my boobs are sore... kinda... not sore like how they used to get during PMS back when I was a teenager... more like they feel bruised. I imagine it's how they would feel if a professional boxing cat used my boobs as one of those little practice boxing balloons that hang down... you know those things...
A small side note... How is it the the assistant teachers we hire seem to need more care and coddling than the disabled population we serve? Seriously...
Too tired for a list. It's Friday.
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