I've been fighting a cold. It's not too bad-just achy with an annoying cough. I've been dosing myself with Zicam and Gypsy Cold Care tea. That shit's the bomb. Everyone around me is practically dying with this flu/cold/death sickness and I'm mildly ill on the fringes.
This weekend I'm reorganizing my kitchen cupboards and all the drawers. I'm tired of not being able to find anything anymore! It took me 15 minutes to find a meat loaf container last night. In the end I found 2, but still shouldn't have taken that long. I guess I'm still fighting the residual debris in my brain of all the hoards I went through over the weekend. It's like every house I stayed at had some kind of hoarding problem. Also saying you're a "pack-rat", "collector", "too busy to ever tidy up" or "really disorganized person" you're a hoarder in denial.
My dog is settling in splendidly. I just love Lola! Here's a pic of her in the back seat of my car riding around with me yesterday while I ran errands
We've been leash training every day and she's not pulling as much anymore. I can almost do an entire circuit with a slack leash which is just amazing. Next week we're going to move up to a longer segment of walking.
I emailed my doctor today and let her know how late I ovulated this month. I asked for more information on proceeding with IUI in June. I plan to do one more round of Clomid next month, but I'm going to back my start day to Day 3 instead of Day 5 to see if I can ovulate sooner. I'm not going to bother telling my doctor. She doesn't seem terribly concerned with anything I do. I'm going to tighten up my schedule for supplements and temping. I slacked off a bit this month. I think I've just been too stressed out this month to care too much. Which, really, is fine. I needed a slight break from all this tracking, but now I'm ready to jump back into it for May.