I've never so truly not known what the outcome of a p-test will be before: other times I've taken them to calm me down when I knew rationally I couldn't be, but my period just wouldn't damn well arrive till I could stop stressing about it, or the one time it was positive when I knew it would be, it was just confirming what charting my temps had already told me. This time, I was pretty nervous. And then relieved, but then disbelieving. I am ambivalent about how ready I really am for this, but I still want it now, thank you. Anyway, all over for another month.
Monkey's Converse arrived yesterday: so cute.