It’s fourteen (14!) days past ovulation. No sign of period. At all. Not even cramps. Folks, I have a 12-day luteal phase. It’s been 12 days for the past two years or more. So, H and I are, well, we are so very very tense we are vibrating slightly at all times. Makes eating soup messy.
Naturally, yes, I peed on a stick. Negative.
Only, when I went to chuck it away an hour later, both H and I could sort-of maybe if we squinted see a shadow of a ghost of a thought of a line. Not a pink one though. One of those notorious evaporation lines, obviously. But I kept the pee-stick anyway.
Now, of course, said line has vanished altogether. Hell of a morning, we’re having.
*Bangs head repeatedly on bathroom wall*