This round, anyway – me: 1, xbox: 0

We couldn’t get to the funeral this weekend.  It was on Saturday, but DH wasn’t feeling well Friday night, so we couldn’t make the 7 hour drive up to NY.  We’re planning to go up some time next month instead, to spend some time with Tara’s boyfriend Michael.  We both felt horrible about not being able to go, but DH rarely gets sick and I think the stressful week was just taking it’s toll on him as well.

Saturday, we spend the day making lists of everything we were going to need to host Thanksgiving next week.  We’re going to be cooking for 10!  My mom is flying in, my sister R. is bringing two of her friends from college, and our good friends J.ames and Mi.chele are coming and bringing J.ames’ parents, who will be in town visiting from Michigan.  Quite a crowd!  We’ve spent time with J.ames’ parents before, and they are very laid-back, engaging people, so I think everyone will have a good time.  We had to stock up on some basic necessities though, for the dinner.  Like water glasses.  We only had 4 or 5 (they get broken so easily around our house).  And a turkey platter.  And then fancy stuff like cloth napkins and napkin rings, a gravy boat, and champagne flutes.  We made a trip out to Home Goods Saturday evening.  I love that store!

Sunday was gorgeous – 65 degrees and sunny.  I threw open all of the windows and cleaned out the fridge and the kitchen cabinets.  DH raked leaves and then we watched The Wizard of Oz last night (I hadn’t seen that in ages).

I was still an emotional wreck Friday night.  Felt a little better on Saturday, but still not back to normal yet.  Besides everything else that was going on, this past week was the release of the new Call of Du.ty game, and my frustration at being an x.box “widow” came boiling back up again.  Last time I confronted DH about having to go to bed by myself almost every night, it didn’t go so well.  There were other factors at play that time that are different now.  He was stressed about his mom stopping cancer treatments (she died a week after that post), stress about an uncertain job situation (he’s gotten a new position in our company since then), and of course, that night he was drinking a lot of Scotch.  I did learn to leave the emotionally-charged arguments for a more sober time after that.  Anyway, I was a little nervous about confronting him, and didn’t want him to feel like I was attacking him for being a bad husband (which he’s not, obviously).  He asked me why I was upset, and I told him that I was angry at the xbox.  And left it at that.  He was quiet for a few minutes, and I let him think about it for a bit.  And then he said that it was a good stress-reliever for him, and I said I completely understood, but that I missed him in bed at night.  He thought for another couple of minutes, and then said that he’d scale it back for me.  And I smiled and said, thanks honey.  Last night, he played guitar instead of xbox, and came to bed around 11:30.  He kissed me goodnight, and it was lovely to have him there to cuddle with as I fell asleep.

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I’m on cd20, and I think either 3 or 4 dpo.  My temps aren’t shooting upwards yet, but we’ll see what happens tomorrow.  I screwed up the saliva hormone test last week, so I have to wait for cd1 to start it over again.  AARGH!  I’m a little mad at myself for messing something up that is so easy.  Now, I just have to wait another month to find out what my wacky hormones are doing.  Oh well.

I think we did the best we could around ovulation time this month.  We missed one day that I wished we really hadn’t, but I think we have a pretty good shot regardless.  The end of this cycle is going to fall right around my anniversary, if not on it, so that kind of sucks.  I’m trying to keep myself from hoping that this cycle would be any different from the rest just because it will be our anniversary, but that’s easier said than done.  I have a feeling I’ll be going through a few hpt’s in the next couple weeks…