Whelp BFN today, spotting increased slightly, progesterone is still super low, and my temp took a small dip, so I’m calling it. Oh well. At least I get to drink at DH’s best friend’s New Year’s Eve party
Unfortunately the PMS mood is hitting and I am very overstimulated today, every sound that isn’t directly under my control to stop is bad, so I’m hiding in my bedroom listening to Christmas music while DH does his ADHD multitasking thing of watching a TV show on his phone while making himself ramen because God forbid he do any task ever without videos playing in the background (can you tell this pisses me off immensely?). The man is incapable of finding his damn headphones. Also I had to change into a tank top because I got overheated with rage when he was eating Reese’s puffs. I’m starting to think the idea of being sent away to a hut during menstruation might not be a terrible thing
I told DH that if we ever get rich, I want either a cabin in the woods or a soundproofed room in the basement where I can go hide (he suggested a lobotomy, might be cheaper), I just need modern plumbing, electricity, heat/ac, and a comfy bed. Ideally I wouldn’t be able to hear any appliance noises, those would drive me up a wall. Fridge compressors in a quiet room are the worst, I started sleeping with earplugs in college because the mini fridge was so damn loud. Bonus for a TV and nice speaker system in said room/cabin. I like noise when I can control it. The moment it’s out of my control to shut off or change immediately, we’ve got a problem (when I’m super overstimulated, usually amplified by being hormonal, most days I deal perfectly fine). Anyway, somehow my mom didn’t ever suspect I might be autistic