Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Thursday, July 21, 2005

I'll blame the hormones

I knew this would happen, and yet it happened anyway. I tried very hard to keep it objective with possible "Mr. Right", all in vain. My weekend in San Diego was wonderful, and this guy was so thoughful and caring that I couldn't help but believe some of things he told me about our relationship being serious.

He called Monday AM to say that he's being sent somewhere in CA (the name's escaping me this moment), and hopes to be back Thursday. While he didn't say that he was going to be able to be in touch during this trip, he had mentioned being able to do so in the past. But I haven't heard from him since Monday AM. I only left one message and sent one e-mail, figuring that it'd be pointless to leave any more than that.

I've tried not to think about it, but at night that's close to impossible. Work has been busy this week, so this is the most time I've had to dwell on this during work. YES I miss his voice (and the rest of him), but last week we talked every night either on the phone or via MSN Messenger. I guess I should be going through withdrawl.

But I'd like to blame it on the hormones. My depo shots quick working halfway through the cycle, causing weeks of heavy bleeding. Even though I had six weeks to go until my next shot, I was immediately put on the estrogen patch to stop the bleeding. It worked, but I think I'm hormonally messed up. It should even out over the next four weeks *crosses fingers*