Remember, Remember the Fifth of November...

"God never hurries. There are no deadlines against which he must work. Only to know this is to quiet our spirits and relax our nerves." 
- A.W. Tozier

I was frantically stomping through the Giant Eagle in New Albany on my lunch break on Monday, November 5th, 2018. I was wearing skinny heels which is always a mistake, let's be real. I was having trouble keeping my balance and my nerves in check. I power walked to the pharmacy section and looked for a specific aisle. I'm scanning up and down and back and forth with my bloodshot brown eyes for it... but I just can't find it.

I see tampons. 

I see ovulation test.

I see douches.

I see no pregnancy tests.

My balance and nerves start to falter. I down at my phone. I had been texting my fiance about my late period and what I should do about it. We had agreed that I would buy a pregnancy test and take it first thing in the morning. (All of the articles said that was the best time to do it.) I went to type, "OMG There are NO pregnancy test in this Giant Eagle" when I made my way to the end-cap of the aisle.

Not only were there dozens of pregnancy tests. They were all on sale.

Just my luck.

I grabbed the First Response as it boasted of being able to tell you six days sooner. I was five days late. I high tail it to the self check out, which ends up erroring out and forcing me to interact with a human about what I was doing. I pay. I run to my car. I try to forget the whole thing.

But... I... can't.

My mind goes to the day before. Sunday. November 4th. I had spent the day on the couch with Derek, my fiance. We nursed hangovers that we had way too much fun creating. Arsenal had played the Saturday before. And Ohio State. So we woke up with alcohol in our hands. In fact, I wore my Arsenal jersey and my Buckeye Leggings everywhere that day. I peed in the most disgusting bathroom ever on OSU's campus. 

I was living la vida loca.

...and now I'm sitting in my car next to a pregnancy test.  

I decided I couldn't take it anymore. I drove back to work, stuffed the test in my purse and headed straight for the bathroom. 

... and I began to pee.


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