Also known as: "When It Potentially Rains, It Potentially Pours."
As I'm standing in the "speedy checkout" line at Walmart (which it is NOT), the cashier remarks, "What a interest group of things." I looked down and laughed. A laundry basket, shower liner, cat food, and a pregnancy test. Yep, you read that right, a pregnancy test. Apparently, waiting on pins and needles has taken a toll on my body, to the tune of 10 days late (which NEVER happens).
After a long day of yard sale-ing today, I needed to pop in the bathroom quickly before leaving Walmart. I quickly realized I did not need the pregnancy tests anymore. They were still sealed, "So why not return them?" I thought with a giggle.
When it was my turn at the customer service desk, I shyly placed my return on the counter with the receipt and said, "I just bought these, but I don't need them anymore." The cashier looks at me with a big smile, and says, "Just now?!" I laughed (out of embarassment) and said yes.
At that point she high fived me. I couldn't leave her hanging. You have to understand, I really didn't have a choice in the matter.
With the slap of our hands in the middle of Walmart, I suddenly realized I had just high fived to infertility. OOOOOOOOOOOOOh, the irony.
She did ask if that is what I was hoping for, and truthfully, I lied. I couldn't high five her, and then tell her that it is devestating to not be able to conceive, and that I am currently stressing out over being selected to be an adoptive momma. There were too many people behind me and I was already embarassed. I just had to go with it.
Laughing the whole way to the car, I asked God again to PLEASE let this be the one.