Sometimes I’m just desperate for a break, other times I can’t wait to go back to work. This is one of those times.
I feel like I’m rattling around the house waiting for Monday. Waiting for the IVF treatment to start again. Waiting for the days to lengthen, and more light, and more heat.
I’m trying to keep myself busy (reading, cycling, watching films) but I just want to get on and DO something productive.
Sigh
