I deeply appreciate the kind comments sent over to Looking4#3...thank you.
It is 108 degrees outside here right now. Bleah. It's hard to even think when it's this hot. Fortunately we typically only get a few days this hot each year. It is supposed to duck back into the lower-mid 90's later in the week. I sure hope so.
My mini garden is growing beautifully. Beautifully. I have 10 gorgeous tomato plants. The cantaloupe vines are climbing. The sweet red peppers have pretty white flowers. No - no fruit yet, but the plants themselves are my little charges over which I fawn and tend and adore.
We are leaving town the day after tomorrow and won't return for 4 or 5 days. Several of my plants are in pots, which I am going to move to the center of the lawn, where the automatic sprinklers will take care of them. The others, however, are out of reach of anything automatic. I have lovingly hand-watered everything. I thought about asking a neighbor to come over on Wednesday and Friday to water, but, you know, I hate to ask favors and it's a bit complicated. So, I'll water deeply before we go and hope for the best. Of course, perspective helps a lot. I'm going for my FET! If my cantaloupe plants don't make it, there will always be another opportunity next year.
This morning my DH said that when we return home after the FET, he wants me to rest as much as possible and to let him take care of everything else that needs to be taken care of so as to reduce my stress and help the embies get used to their new home. What a sweet thing to say.
Of course I'm as anal as they come...and trying to let go and let him do things....oh boy...that could be stressful! I'm going to try though. I mean, who cares if he splatters food inside the refrigerator and doesn't clean it up? Who cares if the puppies go into the pool and come tromping back into the house with sopping mop paws and bellies? Who cares if we eat spaghetti and jarred sauce (just about the only thing he knows how to make) for 7 straight days? Who cares if all of the laundry is washed together in a single, gigantic load (with too much soap)? Who cares?
He specifically said he would go outside and water my (surviving) plants, so I'm happy about that. And the most important thing will be that we are home, together, waiting, hoping and praying for one or two little miracles.
1 week ago