Ship Shape; or, Pulling Up Anchor

First of all, thank you for your encouragement the other day. It was just what I needed.--to know that I'm not alone and these crappy-ass days come to all of us. I was feeling a lot better yesterday and today. I don't know if I just needed to cry it out or if you all cheered me up. Either way, I appreciate your support.

But maybe my good spirits are due to my second piece of news: I'm leaving tomorrow for a 10-day cruise to the Caribbean! I am so excited for this vacation for a number of reasons, not least of which is the misery-inducing weather we've been having in New York recently (Is it just me or is January the most depressing month of the year?) Lawyer Guy and I really need this time to relax and reconnect away from family and job stresses. We'll even stop worrying about baby making, since I'm in the 2ww and any sex we have is strictly fun times only.

So that's the other thing-- I've mostly given up on this cycle, and I'm mostly okay with that. I never got a Peak reading on my monitor. But my temps continued in the low/mid 98s, the most recent temp being 98.4. That's absolutely a post-o for me, but I can't be positive I ovulated, since I wasn't temping the whole cycle and never got the affirmative from the CBEFM.

So--I'm giving up worrying. I'm going to go on my cruise and eat and drink and swim and read and hang out on the beach (with SPF 70 and a large hat, so don't worry about my Irish skin, chickadees). I will do a bit of schoolwork, but I will mostly just have fun and enjoy this wonderful time away. And I'll get my period on the trip, or I won't. I'll deal with the consequences of either when I get back.

So enjoy the heart of January, my dears. I won't be checking your blogs with my usual dedication, but I promise to check back in when I return on the 24th.