Ch-ch-ch-changes! December 6, 2007

I quit my job today! My head is spinning. Last Wednesday, I got a call from a recruiter. I listened, went to an interview on Friday, received an offer on Monday, got paperwork yesterday, and resigned today. I really liked my current job, but I’ll have the opportunity to learn about a whole new industry… for a lot more money. Enough more that we will be able to fund our retirement accounts and Gatito’s college account and not have to ask my parents to pay for preschool next year.

The hours should be decent, the commute about five minutes shorter, and travel once in a blue moon. But I won’t have my Fridays from home anymore, and I definitely won’t have Friday morning art class with Gatito. I’m sad about that, and also sad about leaving a really great team (and my great reputation!) behind, but it’s time.

I’ll be at my current job for two more weeks and I’ll take two weeks off before starting on January 7. I’m nervous. Tell me it will all be okay!

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I hope all this personal turmoil will serve as adequate excuse/explanation for my being late in getting the first bloggy book club started. Please hop on over to Read! and start chatting! See you there!

Ahem December 1, 2007

I had this whole list of things I wanted to blog about, well-thought-out reasons not to have a second child. I even wrote it down. But… somehow I don’t feel like it anymore. Which is convenient, since I had my annual exam on Thursday and got to ask all my IUI questions.

First things first: Our close friends moved to Switzerland. They have an extra bedroom and we have air miles and there is no way I’m passing up an opportunity to ski in Switzerland for practically free. But when we get back…

I call the office on the first day of my period to get them to set things up with the lab. Then I use an OPK and when it turns positive, I go in the next day, A provides the sample, they clean and insert it, I lie there for half an hour, start Crinone that night, repeat the next day, then wait to see what happens. Sounds easy, right?

Now I just have to hope the gods don’t fuck with me for 1) thinking of not trying to have a second child and 2) thinking that I have control over this conception thing and putting off trying in order to take a vacation.