I tend to repeat myself, I tend to repeat myself

I worked for one day this week before I went home crying and quit my first UK job after just one day. I felt really silly after getting myself utterly worked up for the previous 3 days before I started. I had not cried so deeply in years. In fact, the only time in my entire life do I ever recall crying harder was when my Mom and my Grandma died. I knew it was just a job and that it would be fine. More importantly, I knew that Jonnie would support me in whatever decision I made about the job. After all, it was only a temp. position in the first place.
My duties were administrative, which I have experience at. It shouldn't have been such a big deal. It was though. Sadly. Answering the phones was awful! Nobody understands a word I speak the first time I say it. I hate repeating myself. Maybe that sounds silly but it is a pet peeve of mine as I pride myself on speaking clearly and communicating to the best of my ability.
Maybe we all speak English over here but I speak an American version of it and apparently not too many people here speak it. Ugh... anyway. I am feeling a bit better about the HUGE amount of tears I have cried over this issue the past week because I just found out that I AM indeed, MUCH TO MY SURPRISE really, AM PREGNANT.
There are no words to describe how I am feeling. My hands are trembling, the milk and banana I had for breakfast (though extremely mild of a meal that it was) is threatening to return, and though I'm pretty sure I can't be more than a month along, my whole entire life has changed in an instant.
I just called the lady back at the hospital and asked her to verify, AGAIN, my test results. "Didn't I just speak with you?" she asked. For once, I wasn't the one repeating myself. Yes, the results came back positive. Positive? YES, POSITIVE! :D

Impatiently Waiting....

Reading Deedra's blog this morning has made me realise just how very much I want to be pregnant. I am currently waiting (everything takes soooooo much longer
over here!) for pregnancy test results. They were supposed to be back yesterday but for some reason they were not. :(
Anyway, I don't feel pregnant. Not that I really know what that feels like. But I do have a couple of symptoms according to the pregnancy book I have very prematurely decided to check out at the library this week. I very much want to be pregnant and am afraid of the emotions that will arrive if the news is negative this afternoon.
I started this blog months ago but have yet to write until today. I am not sure why really. This journey I am on has given me much to think and write about. I should start writing more. I should also get the laundry out to dry while the sun is still out. More on that later....