Temperture took a major nosedive this morning. Last bit of hope pretty much gone when I saw that one. Now I’m just waiting, and getting wicked cranky because AF still is not here. Where the heck is she?? I know I apparently sometimes have 14 day luteal phases… okay, somewhat frequently… but grrrrr. I hate waiting. I think I’m going back to bed to sulk in peace.

(We even had sex last night, my thinking that it could start things up. It didn’t work, and I remembered why I hate having sex in the 2ww – it hurts! Gah.)