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The Dying Art of Clockwork

I wait.

Aafra Faafra should have been here yesterday, but she is not even beating the front door yet!

When it arrives, I would make faces, but would also know that it would be over eventually.

Waiting for it, knowing she would arrive is an irritant. It stays on the top of the mind...classes, presentations, meetings, conversations, advice, suggestions, sleeping, eating, driving, bending, getting up...the loyal thought is everywhere.

And dear God...please never ever make me barf in my 2ww. It is plain unfair.

^WiseGuy^
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  1. Monique15 July 2009 at 20:04

    She is all-consuming and can be an evil woman.

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  2. K15 July 2009 at 20:20

    *fingers crossed*

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  3. Io15 July 2009 at 20:48

    Darn lady, playing her mind games with you!

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  4. A Nutchell15 July 2009 at 21:20

    I hate that beotch.

    I have given all the internets my password because to you guys, my life is an open book. When I give my address to people IRL (in a week or two), I will remove the post with the password.

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  5. S15 July 2009 at 22:30

    I hope she lost your address...

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  6. Kristin15 July 2009 at 23:28

    {{{Hugs}}}

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  7. Clio16 July 2009 at 01:02

    grrrl, your aunt is just the worst out there! She keeps playing these awful games with you, over and over...
    Tell her to please, since she's already such an inconvenient visitor, that she should at least be graceful in showing up on schedule!

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  8. Barbara16 July 2009 at 01:19

    What Sassy said!

    xxx

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  9. Clare16 July 2009 at 03:31

    Yep knowing the bitch is coming but not yet arrived is the worse phase. And the puking was just cruel... Feelin' ya pain too darlin'!

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  10. Sunny16 July 2009 at 03:43

    "The Dying Art of Clockwork" -- I love how you put that! My AF is playing with me, too. She *has* to come tomorrow to keep the schedule I am counting on for our injectibles/IUI cycle. I thought she was surprising me early and coming last night... but now no sign of her anywhere.... *sigh*

    Maybe our AFs are off sunning themselves on a beach together somewhere. The brats didn't even invite us!

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  11. mylifechronicles16 July 2009 at 03:57

    Boooo the Aunt!!

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  12. Photogrl16 July 2009 at 05:13

    She is such a cruel woman.

    Thinking good thoughts for you!

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  13. theclam17 July 2009 at 00:04

    yeah she sucks hairballs - whether you're waiting for her or not waiting for her she sucks hairballs ;)

    xxx

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  14. one-hit_wonder17 July 2009 at 02:43

    I'm so far behind, due to my pathetic lack of internet access right now, but wanted to say hi and can't wait to catch up.

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  15. AnotherDreamer17 July 2009 at 03:11

    Love the title of the post.

    Sorry she's being such a meanie.

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  16. Mrs.Joyner17 July 2009 at 04:18

    Thank you for sending love my sweet Vivi. No one has ever commented on her before..and it made me well up...That someone else actually realizes she was and is a "real" person. I completely understand about the Aunt, she is such a bitch..Im hoping that she stays gone..for the next 9 mos? Love ya!!

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  17. Beautiful Mess17 July 2009 at 10:59

    Ahh the wait. It's eternal even if it's an day. Here's hoping she shows up and doesn't give you ANY problems.
    *HUGS*

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