let's talk about my issues

Yall. I really have nothing of interest to talk about today. But as I was sitting here in my office, staring out into space juuuust in case something popped into my brain, I happened to notice my lovely bouquet of flowers on the windowsill in front of me.

Well, at least they used to be lovely. A few weeks ago. But now they're dead, and probably have been for days, but despite the fact that they are situated approximately 18 inches from where my face sits for 40 hours a week, they have not bothered me enough to move them. Perhaps my true indoor plant problem isn't just that I kill them (although these were cut flowers- totally different from the issues I discussed on Monday) but that I let their corpses linger around for so long? Is that weird? I can tell you, though-- now that I've noticed that my flowers are no longer pretty, I still have no plans to get rid of them. Putting them in the trash makes me feel sad. Really sad. Much sadder than staring at their lifeless bodies.

I should probably talk to a professional about this issue. Oh well. Obviously I won't (I refuse to spend money on doctors that can't get me pregnant), so feel free to offer your own psychoanalysis (for free)!

In other news, I'd like to thank Starbucks for the wisdom they displayed in scheduling their Frappuccino Happy Hour week to be the week before Mother's Day. Frapps are delicious anytime, but their medicinal properties are particularly excellent during times of high stress such as this. Therefore I'd like to thank Starbucks and my co-workers that highly encourage our daily 3pm walks down the street to Sbux. Saving my life, one 900-calorie drink at a time.

Lastly (I know, thank God I'm almost done, right? This is just pathetic today!), I wanted to remind you that if you wanted to vote for my 'Letter to New Moms' blog for BlogHer's Voices of the Year, you have a few more days to do that. It's been almost exactly one year (May 17, actually) since I originally guest-posted that on E's blog, and while I could focus on the depressing fact that a whole year later still nothing has changed and I'm watching another New Moms class pass me by, instead I will focus on how many new relationships I've formed as a result of that blog. I've met so many fantastic women, many with blogs, lots without, and while I hate that any of us have to struggle with infertility, I am so thankful for the ways God has used that letter to connect us and make us feel less alone. Even a year later, I get dozens (and sometimes hundreds) of new visitors every week coming from that post-- so weird that it's still 'circulating' even after all this time!!-- and it is so surreal to me that something I wrote (and admittedly stressed out over for WEEKS prior to posting it) can make that kind of an impact. It's been one of my favorite blog 'experiences' so far, and I'm so thankful to E for making it happen- and for nominating me for Voices of the Year! 

With that, I'm out. I know. Sigh of relief. Maybe someday I'll have better things to talk about than dead flowers and infertility. Is talking about tri-training better? I don't wanna beat that horse too much, but at least it's a happier topic! Anyway. Happy Wednesday-- only 5 afternoons of Sbux Happy Hour left, so enjoy it while you can!