Longer than Noah was out at sea.
Longer than Jesus was in the desert.
Longer than "The Playboy Club" was on the air.
I'm not pregnant. I've taken several tests and each one has glared at me with a single line.
I would like to say this is unusual, but it really isn't. I have had cycles that have been longer, though not by much. I was getting hopeful though that things were getting more normal. The six to eight cycles before this one were average, or even on the short side. I felt I was finally getting a handle on exactly what was going on, and when. And with the new progesterone development? I was actually starting to get my hopes up!
If this doesn't prove that my body is just messing with me, I don't know what does.
If only I could trade it in for another model. You know, one with a working reproductive system.
Oh, and maybe longer legs.