Sunday, July 14, 1996

Today was a very busy day for both of us. Tom got $105 worth of groceries, then after we ate, we took off for Mom and Dad’s.

Mary and Johnny were there and we all worked on different things.

I vacuumed and Tom tore up the filthy smelly carpet from the room Dad’s in, then we rearranged the room.

Ma gave me $10 for helping out, then we went to the mall where I got 3 journals, and to Old America where I got 2 doggie mugs. Now I have 7. I have a Lhasa Apso, Golden Retriever, Maltese, Sheltie, Collie, and two Irish Setters.

Tom dropped me off after we got some ice cream and then Tom returned to his parent’s house to put up rails in the bathroom.

After he dropped me off I did 3 loads of laundry. I washed and hung dry them figuring I’d do Tom a favor so he wouldn’t have to come home after working so hard and dry 3 loads of laundry. Well, little did I know just how much I was really helping him, cuz he came home with an upset stomach.

The last time he saw Evie, he said she looked 7-8 months pregnant. When I asked why she hadn’t said anything, he said that’s just one of Evie’s and David’s stupid ways. They supposedly never told anyone else that they moved till they actually did.

Evie and David are really selfish, though I understand David’s stress. However, they use their kid as an excuse not to do their fair share of helping out with mom and dad and not to pay Tom back for helping them move. They keep talking about it, though, and Tom and Mom and Dad were the only ones who knew they were moving. still, I wish Ray, Nora, Evie, and David would get off their lazy asses and stop sticking 80% of the work on Tom and 20% of the work on Mary.

I just wonder, will we ever have time for ourselves?! Will we ever be able to screw more than once a week? I told Tom that he could go to selfish little Evelyn’s next Saturday due to how my schedule will be then. Plus, I’ll be ragging and cramping and not up to doing too much.

Tom said that he was excited, actually, when I told him we did it mid-cycle till he remembered that it takes a 30-year-old time to adapt to hormone changes. He said that that’s why he thinks it’ll take till September or October. Makes sense to me, God permitting. If I never got pregnant the 10 or so times I was dumb enough to not use protection when I was 21 (thank God I didn’t, though), one pop as a 30-year-old ain’t gonna do it. If it were really possible for me to conceive, then I’d think it’d take many, many months, but I hope not. Tom said that there was a 75% chance that an egg was fertilized last week, but of course, it never could’ve hooked and stayed hooked.

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