I'm so stoopid.
I'm not even late yet and I took extra measures, but I'm still obsessing about the "condom mishap"
The thing is, I'm not late. But I'm not early either.
And I've been about three to four days early every month for the past six months. I've found it incredibly annoying. And now that it hasn't happened, I'm starting to worry (just a little) about what it might mean.
Of course, it very likely means NOTHING! (Just like every other thing I obsess about!)
But it's sometimes very hard for my rational side to control my spazz side.
I'm not to the point where I'm ready to pee on a stick - Hell it's too early anyway. But my brain is constantly reviewing all the potential scenarios. Oy.
And I would hate Hate HATE to have to lay this at B's door right now. He lost his job on Friday. (I'm fairly certain that I am unlucky to those around me - my best friend's basement flooded on Friday and another friend was diagnosed with an ulcer)
It's most-likely nothing. But I've never wanted to get my period so badly in my whole life.