under a baby moon
a moon

i'm not crying, it's just raining on my face
Sunday, Jun. 17, 2007
10:47 p.m.

so i got the seattle offer. and i'm turning it down.

i either needed an outrageously compelling amount of money, or i needed the job to be something really exciting and good for my career.

this was neither. a fair-to-low amount of money (that i probably could have raised at least a little with a counteroffer), and a ho-hum job that would have been fine, but wouldn't give me anything in my career that i don't already have.

yes it would have paid for us to move to seattle. which is, you know, awesome. but andrew would have to quit his job and we'd be on thin thin ice. and really, i have faith that it is not the only shot i'll ever have to move up there.

so. that's that. i've written a polite email, declining the offer. and i'll send it first thing in the morning.

it was fun to dream about it and look at real estate prices in seattle (you know it's bad when you see a 2 bedroom house for 600k and exclaim holy crap the prices are low up there!).

as for other stuff going on, we're firmly back on the babymaking rollercoaster. andrew has given me a hormone shot every night for almost two weeks. then last night was the shot that makes me ovulate. and tomorrow morning is the iui. i get to go in and have them dig around to try and find my cervix while i try not to cry because holy cow that shit hurts. then i get to stare at the waffled white ceiling tiles while the doctor sticks a long tube up me and deposits my husband's sperm. good times.

it's not quite what i thought it would be like to conceive a child. but you know, whatever it takes.

let's see. what else? um. oh! there's a new show on hbo that pretty much made me pee from laughing so hard. i highly recommend it for folks who like that kind of humor. which i'm not sure how to describe. maybe like the office meets tenacious d? with some nifty robot songs thrown in? i don't know. just check it out if you can. it's good stuff.

ok i think that's it. i need to go shower and shave my legs before bed. is it bad that i barely bother shaving my legs for my husband anymore, but i'm meticulous about shaving them before i have to go in and get inseminated by a stranger in a white lab coat?

there's nothing like those stirrups to make you rethink every step of your personal hygiene routine.




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