Quiet Sunday

I must have been so tired as I didn't wake up until 12 today. Well not quite true, I did wake up around 8.30am, but turned over and went back to sleep. It's been quite a long time since I was able to sleep in like that. Chris had already got up and been to the hairdressers before I was even with it.

Not a terribly exciting day, a trip to Tesco, CSI New York on tv, and Dr Who. It rained a lot and the cats got wet! Poor Rasher came home looking like he'd been thrown in the canal, then decided he was going to jump on the sofa! Caught him just in time and saved it from a muddy wet fate.

Oh, we did watch the football, I'm not that bothered about it but as I was tired I didn't have the energy to protest! At least England won! Go Beckham! (What happened to Rooney? He hasn't scored a single goal yet! so much for him being the best player on the team lol - bunch of arse if you ask me.)

The injections went well tonight though, they didn't hurt as much for some reason. I'm not sure why, but I'm not complaining.

Only three more days and I'm back to Woking for more acupuncture and my next scan. They should be able to tell me if my follicles are developing and if my endometrium is thickening! Lets' hope so:)