jay took the GMAT today. i think i was more nervous than he was. going into it, he felt really confident about it because he knew almost everything in the prep books and did really well on all the practice tests; the only part he was a little concerned about was the writing section because of it's format. it's hard to study for that.

the first hour and a half, i sat in the car pulling my hair out because i'm that big of a worry-wart. then, i got bored and antsy so i went to get a card and cute little teddy bear for him. you ever notice how all hallmark stores smell the same and there's always some bitch pestering you to buy something you have absolutely no use for?

i went to put some gas in the car and got some red bull because he absolutely loves them and i knew that would be the first thing he'd want when he was finished.

before heading back to the test center, i stopped by the deli to get us some lunch. then, i realized it would be another half hour before he was done, so i had to stop at walgreen's to get a small cooler and get ice to keep the food at a cool temp. in hindsight, i should've just waited to get food but i needed something to do and i didn't want him to think i just sat out there the whole bitching and complaining. i was really happy and excited for and proud of him for everything he's done and achieved, so i wanted to do something nice. i'm a little needy but i'm a giver too, dammit.

after more than 3 hours of being tortured, he was finally finished. when he stepped out the door, he threw his hands up and did the running man cause he's a big dork. i should've brought my camera. gawd, we never have our cameras when we're need 'em.

anyhoos, he's happy that part is all over, but not happy about having to wait "approximately 20 days" for his scores. he thinks he did well so he's not too worried about it. but i am. i'm nosey; i wanna know how he did.


on our way home, we were talking about where we'd most like to live as far as locations of the schools he's applying to, then he realized we didn't really consider we could be moving when we were discussing having another baby. i mean, when we decided on a time to start TTC, we weren't thinking about grad school. since we've been discussing grad schools, we just briefly talked about how far along i'd be when we moved, not the actual physical and emotional stress it would have on us.

i could be in the beginning of my third trimester when/if we move, but we'd actually be having the baby just as he's starting school. selfishly, i was thinking i didn't wanna put it off, but i said if he thought it would be too much too soon, we could just wait until everything was settled and i'd be okay with that. probably one of the biggest lies i've ever told. ugh, it sucks to have to make adult decisions sometimes.

but to my surprise, he was like "no, babe, we've always had shitty timing. i care more about you and us having another baby than school. if it's too much too handle, school can wait another semester or another year if it has to. we'll just have to sit back and watch what happens."

I LOVE THAT MAN!

that made up for him grabbing the red bull and not kissing me when he first got in the car after he was done with the test. i wanted to fuck him right there in the car while he was driving, and i would have, but my stupid hip still hurts. i have limited sex moves with this injury. it's not fair.


oooh, a snickers!

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