Okay, maybe it won't suck completely. But read on and I think you'll understand why I'm not looking forward to it one bit.
Reason #1 this weekend will suck: I have to come in to work tomorrow for four hours. It's really not that big of a deal; I plan on wearing overly comfy clothes and showering tonight so as to maximize my sleep time. I'll be home by 12:30 and Hubs has to work anyway too. Still, there's something a little disheartening about it being Friday when you know you still have an extra day of this crap to look forward to.
Before I tell you the second reason, maybe you should sit down. Y'know, in case you were standing at your computer reading blogs.
Sitting down now? Good. Deep breath...
Because it's Superbowl. Don't hurt me! Football just doesn't do it for me. And although under normal cirumstances I enjoy a Superbowl party as much as the next person, reason number three explains why these aren't normal circumstances.
Number three: At this party, there's an excellent chance I'll run into 3 or 4 of Hubs's friends' pregnant wives. I haven't seen any of them since they got pregnant. As much as I genuinely like each of them, I'm dreading this. Hence the reason I haven't seen them since they got themselves in a family way. They know about my IF, so hopefully it won't be as painful as I anticipate. And if it is, Hubs gave me an out and said we can leave early if it's really bad. I love that man.
At least the day is half over now. Hope you're having a happy Friday :)