Funky

Its been awhile since I last posted. I keep looking at the blog, every day in fact, but something keeps holding me back from posting. I feel like I'm in some sort of blog funk. I know my commenting has been pretty crappy too, I'm sorry for that.

I know it goes hand in hand with how I'm feeling about this upcoming cycle. I'm in a funk about that too. I just want it over, I just want to be put out of my misery and move on with my life. Its all I think about really, what I'll do when my body is returned to me this last and final time.

I'm feeling more and more resentful about IF these days, just pissed about it. Irritated that I have to go through all these hoops, with no guarantee of success at the end. I'm sure the hormones are helping this wonderful outlook. I got my period today in fact, so the real deal prep starts this week. Whooptie-do.

So yeah, it does not make for happy posts. And really? I don't even feel like writing about it much. It's not the kind of funk that needs an outlet, that needs to be processed and thought about and written about to make it better. It's a funk that if I don't think about IF, I feel pretty good. I want to just live my life, which I'm doing IRL. IRL I am with the Critter every day, and we have so much fun. She is such a great kid, we are the luckiest of lucky to have made such a good one.

Online/IF funk it is. Real life, my life outside of IF, things are going pretty good.