Disappointment

Well, it would appear that I am not pregnant this month. I had some very light spotting the last couple days, which I hoped was implantation bleeding, but unfortunately woke up to my period this morning. Woe and suck.

Naturally, I’m rather disappointed, but I’m still hopeful that it will happen next month. I’m trying to get back on the exercise bandwagon, in the hopes that increasing my overall health will help boost the chances of conception. It’s hard to exercise here though. It seems like no matter what I do I can’t get used to the elevation, and it’s really frustrating. I live just up the hill from the grocery store and even walking down there to pick something up can be exhausting. I can hardly catch my breath and I can never seem to breathe deep enough or get enough air. Alan keeps telling me that I just have to stick with it, but it’s embarrassing and aggravating to be out of breath when I walk into the fitness center. It’s a two minute walk! Granted, it’s uphill, but I’m really not that out of shape. Hell, I walked three miles to Firestone when I had to pick up my car back in June. And the last mile was a combination of power-walking and jogging because I was trying to beat a wicked thunderstorm. My body just doesn’t seem keen on being above sea-level, I guess. Still, I am trying. Today I did pilates and tomorrow I’m going up to the gym. I discovered that our complex used to have a tennis court, but it’s all ripped up at the moment. I do know that it recently changed owners though, so I’m hoping that the tennis court is on their list of improvements. I always liked playing tennis in gym class.

I talked to my parents last week and they’ve finally decided that they’re going to be coming out in early November, after my dad finishes a training class on the 6th. Alan’s hopeful that they can go skiing together, since most of the mountains out here should be open by then. Alan wants to get a season pass to Monarch, which is apparently a lot cheaper than some of the more well-known mountains and quite a bit closer as well. Ironically, skiing is still quite a distance away from us, despite living in the foothills of the Rocky Mountains. Cheyenne Mountain and Pikes Peak aren’t ski resorts. Most of the resorts are actually in the mountains, not on the edges. At any rate, there will be lots of other things for us to do. Most of the attractions here are open year-round in spite of being outdoors. And of course, some are open year-round precisely because they’re outdoors and this city is an outdoor-lover’s nirvana.

Alan is on me to get a job, but I’m really not keen on the idea. It’s not that I don’t like working, but I’m not willing to be miserable for money and there aren’t a lot of jobs available that aren’t guaranteed to make me miserable. I don’t want to continue in daycare, especially full time and with the state regulations what they are here. I also don’t want to work in retail. Aside from the fact that it makes me very unhappy, most places will be hiring seasonal help right now. And that seems to be the end of the job market in Colorado Springs. The zoo was hiring pony handlers (!) for their pony ride area, but I missed the cut-off to send in my resume by something truly aggravating like 3 days. FML. I was thinking of searching out any magickal supply/new age stores in the area, but no matter how cool a concept, it’s still retail. Honestly, if Alan would be more conscientious with his money, we’d be doing fine, but it seems like living on his own for so long through Basic and AIT has given him monetary amnesia. Anyway, we’ll be fine for now.

The weather is finally changing here, thank goodness. I’m getting so cranky with all the sun and heat. I’m not a summer weather person at all. I like spring and I like fall. Winter and summer just get annoying after a while, so this kind of heat into October is no laughing matter. So hurray for the leaves starting to change and the nights getting cold.

~Liz