Of course

I ran to Target yesterday morning.  And of course around noon...I really wish I could figure out what the fuck my body is doing.  A year or two ago I would have been really upset and  probably would have put me in a sad mood for awhile.  Now it's like it's just status quo.  It seems to not even phase me anymore.  We are coming up on the 3 year anniversary of trying.  Who would have thought that in 3 years we'd have nothing to show for it.  Well...I have weight gain to show for it thanks to hormones.  

I think it's time to seriously think about adopting.  I'm not even sure how we get started on that.  We shall see.