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No, not that douchebag detective that still haunts my hallway. As in the really, really, really good TV show, Neighbours. What more could a single gal ask for on a Friday night?

If only I had 18 cats to share such a magical night with…. And maybe I soon will. An Elite Singles survey recently revealed that singles think that Neighbours is the least attractive TV show that a future partner may like to watch. Shut the front door. Now that, that I can agree with. The top 3 most attractive shows were:. Can your favourite TV show make you more attractive? If you have found this post before Part 1, off you go….

I stay in bed until noon mostly because I can, yay to no kids! Fortunately I had no plans anyway so I can stay home and binge on Sex and the City. It may be the raging hormones, but kids are really giving me the shits lately.

As are all the Facebook mummy posts complaining about their lives or praising their kids for doing nothing of interest. Yay, little Johnny can drink from a cup. Where is my fucking prize? Day 10 Up early on Monday morning for the blood test and scan that I hope will indicate these suckers are coming out on Wednesday. Why do they have to go and do that huh?!? Size matters people, it does. Maybe I can stay on these drugs forever…. Day 11 Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!

What the hell has happened overnight?!? I wake up with the most painful boobs EVER! Driving to work I am for the first time regretting that I have a car with sport-tuned suspension as every single bump is killing me!!

The cold office environment is also rather distressing. Today I arrive and my nurse is unusually young. This girl is young…. Ok, this feels awks…. But now I realise they would likely be foiled by the foil. Anyhoo, I also notice today the extreme amount of lube that goes on the condom on top of the ultrasound wand. Probably easier to just get it on tap. It all starts and we continue chatting which is still a little weird until she gets all excited by the amount of eggs she is seeing that appear to be of a good size.

I spend my day at work getting organised to take Friday off, and just before 5pm I get the call confirming tonight is trigger shot time. I have to fast overnight and turn up at the day hospital at 7am for admission.

Day 13 is bad. All of a sudden I feel great again! And I stay at work until 8: When I arrive there are only men waiting in the reception area. What a nice touch! Once changed I sit and wait for the anaesthesiologist to come and see me. There are magazines in the room with me and I see the top one has a story about Sonia Kruger wanting to have a second baby at The anaesthetic nurse comes and does the same.

My doctor comes and does it too. Shit this is a real theatre. There are lots of machines in the room and about 5 or 6 people who I assume are about to see my vagina. Holy shit where am I?! That anaesthetic guy pulled a swifty on me. Sorry lady, I was not in control of my bodily functions!! She walks away and I drift in and out trying to make my eyes stay open. They write the number of eggs they have collected on your hand so that you know as soon as you wake up and my hand is telling me….

The scans were showing eggs in each ovary so I had in my head I would get 16 or more. I overhear that the couple next to me are both called Peter. Yup, Peta and Peter. I get home and mum has made me a care package of her amazing cinnamon scrolls and chicken pot pies for later. The scientist calls shortly after and tells me of the 18 eggs they collected, only 12 were mature and suitable for freezing. My folks leave and I log in to work and respond to a few emails.

Everything seems under control so I lay on the lounge for a bit…which turned into most of the afternoon. I could not stay awake and moving around hurt. This was the most painful my insides had been so far. Who knows what will happen from here. Or I may not use them because I end up having a baby naturally, but at least I know I have back up and I can feasibly delay my choice to have kids or not for many more years than nature usually intends.

Assuming my boobs go back to normal. Guys, as in men, you may want to skip this post. Ok, well here is your second warning. This post is about babies…kinda. This post is about egg freezing. This whole process started early last year. I was approaching my 34th birthday, I had a number of friends who had recently had a baby and I was certainly nowhere close to being in a situation of having one myself, nor did I really want to be.

I was dating and I had in my head that I would have kids at some point, but I still felt it was a long way off. But at almost 34 I still felt very young. My friends that had had children, who were also about 34, also seemed far too young to have children. Not in the irresponsible parent kind of way, more that we were still laughing at ridiculously childish things ourselves. I thought about it for about 4 months. I was busy finishing my MBA, then taking a holiday, then I was enjoying being between jobs, dating etc and finally mid last year I made an appointment at the IVF clinic.

I intended to go and just get the blood test done that assesses your egg reserves and let that make the decision for me. If it was low for my age, I would definitely look at egg freezing. After enduring all that, I returned to the IVF clinic to get my results. The bad news about that was that there was no chance of being deemed fertility challenged and getting medicare to foot some of the bill for egg freezing.

The doc ran through the costs with me. I knew it would be about that, but hearing it still hurt. And it might be more. On average 1 in 6 could lead to a pregnancy down the track. Part way to a second car I really want a spare convertible ;p Hell, I could even get a boob job for that!

They will of course do it after that, but because fertility declines so significantly from 35 the chances of it being all that beneficial declines significantly too. I knew I was at least 2 years off realistically being in a position of wanting a child at best. So I decided to go ahead with freezing my eggs with the idea that it was insurance that would possibly safeguard against the decision to have a baby or not being taken out of my hands.

I also thought at the time that it would bump out my scary age from 35 to I was about to accept a new job at the time so expecting that I will soon be getting a salary again, I started proceedings aiming to complete a cycle before Day 1 of my new job. I headed back to the clinic for a lesson on how to inject myself with the hormones each night and practised on a little pin cushion thing which was supposed to replicate my flesh. I felt awkward and weird and the pen type syringe was simple, but the proper syringe freaked me out a little.

But then I changed my mind about that job and decided to hold out for something I wanted more. Early this year that opportunity came along and I booked an appointment with the IVF doc to get started again as my original referral had run out.

I waited a month or so for the appointment, then again I had to do some more tests, then finally I was ready to go early May. Just before I was about to start I was up early one Saturday morning to pick up my ultrasound scans. Not now, not in 4 years time at Perhaps my new scary age is actually 42…. Hmmm two false starts already…is this a sign?!? But I decided to just go for it after all the effort I had already expended on the issue and this is how it played out..

When I arrive at reception there is another patient, a man, who is carrying something and looking very uncomfortable. He is told to go downstairs to the day hospital so I assume he is dropping off a sample… There is another girl by herself who looks about my age and seems quite relaxed, as well as a couple who look quite anxious. You must inject within about an hour of the same time every night, so I had to be home at a reasonable hour, or be up late for the next two weeks.

So I had to inject myself again to finish off the job. Not ideal, but Day 1 was done without any drama. Day goes fine, no real side effects that were noticeable at all apart from possibly being a little more tired than usual. I also have a bit of an upset stomach, but all in all the side effects are quite manageable.

That needle seems sightly thicker and is definitely harder to insert. It also makes the skin around the injection site a bit red and itchy, but that subsides quickly. Maybe this will be short and sweet…. I had a shit day at work that day and got stuck back at work late finishing something urgent, possibly because my mind was again rather spacey and productivity was low!

I was also really cranky and close to punching a number of people in the face…. Not that I can really decipher much, but it looks like there are a lot of potential eggs there. Read Part 2 now. Grabbing some champers and a cheese platter in a bar before the show, we discussed the allure of Mr Isaak. Ms R disagreed saying he was a great entertainer, but far too old for her. Ms R was starting to come around, but not willing to commit. I googled and discovered he was But……he is sexy as hell.

The charm of a cheeky, charismatic man is very hard to beat. Many women go nuts for a musician, but personally my mind wanders to thoughts of how quickly they can strum their own instrument rather than how well they can strum mine…. She had changed her mind! I now had more competition…. Even with his boxer bashed nose, his Elvis hair and his ahem…. I was still in that mindset a few weeks ago, however after I had drunk a bottle of red in the bath one Friday night you know, the usual I decided to load up Tinder again just to look at the pictures.

Some of these guys looked like fresh stock on the market and were actually quite attractive. I apparently swiped right on a number of them…. One I matched with immediately and we started chatting on the app. His name was Keith. We had some good chat filled with witty banter that had me laughing out loud for reals perhaps a little spurred on by the wine though… and after about an hour of typing I decided that I was in the mood to chat on the phone. It was almost midnight.

In hindsight he may have thought I was calling for some sexy time chat…. When he called I realised he was English. This is also often a no no for me with my teeth concerns. He was not smiling in either pic. Because I was tiddly, I flat out asked him if he had bad teeth because English people so often have bad teeth. He laughed and said no, he has good teeth.

We spoke for about an hour and he also revealed that he is quite political not my bag and a real greenie who is quite passionate about climate change. Yep, he has a nut allergy. My heart is broken. Chocolate is a death trap. So is a lot of bread apparently.

These are a few of my favourite things…. We instead arrange to meet at one of my favourite brunch places in Balmain. He messages about 15 mins before we are due to meet to say he is probably running mins late. Another big no no in my book, but to his credit he at least told me before and not right on the time we were meant to meet, or even after like most guys do!

When he arrives I get up to give him a kiss on the cheek and I feel quite tall next to him. We start with the usual chit chat and he has a quite nice, lively face and a cheeky smile…but there is something unexpected. He has a big gap between his top teeth.

We walk down to the park on the water and then back to our cars as both our parking meters are about to run out. He asks if I wanted to do anything else after that, but I had to leave to get some references and things sorted for a job so I head off.

We exchanged a couple of messages later that afternoon, but then it just fizzled and I assume neither of us were keen enough to pursue it which is fine. It was probably for the best. Generally I really like living alone.

I like watching Kardashians really loud. I like that I never shut my bathroom door unless there is company here. I do hate that someone keeps forgetting to fill the ice cube trays, but whatevs…. He better keep the ice cube trays filled though. Last night was not a night that I loved living alone though.

With two decades of sex work under her belt, the mother-of-two has watched the industry change dramatically over the years. Based in Townsville, far north Queensland, Rose told Daily Mail Australia work depended on the projects opening or closing around the town where a recent closure saw her lose half her weekly earnings.

Battling men who pinch her knickers and sex toys, fierce competition and uncertain work conditions, Rose - a 57 year-old prostitute pictured - has to work hard to earn a living. Rose, who was once married to a Comanchero gang member in Sydney, said she now averages two or three jobs daily and has to keep a tight eye on clients. You have to keep a close eye on them. Exotic sex workers from foreign countries also make securing a client a challenge as some clients enjoy something 'cheap and nasty'.

The year-old pictured said most of her clients are younger than her but her youngest was 16 and she had to ask him for his ID because he 'looked so bloody young'. With two decades of sex work under her belt, the mother-of-two pictured has watched the industry change dramatically over the years, including the laws of the sex world. With parts of the sex industry illegal under Criminal Code , including independent prostitutes being unable to do joint bookings, use drivers or even message colleagues about their location, Rose said it leaves them in possible danger.

The mother-of-two, who previously worked in the Sydney music industry, said because of the current legislation, she has to take extra precaution in securing her safety. The year-old said she always leaves a sticky note with her location written on it when she lives her house so police can find her if trouble arose. If anything happens and I disappear, police would have no idea,' Rose said. International people and huge company closures have made Rose's job slightly more competitive but she said her age doesn't affect her year career at all.

Despite the obstacles of her job, Rose said her age had nothing to do with getting clients and the majority of them were younger than her. I first saw him when he turned 16 and he looked so bloody young I asked him for ID and then I taught him everything he knows.

Working in a regional town means the veteran prostitute runs into her clients, where the majority are army men, from time to time. Rose said most of her clients are single but about 40 per cent are married.

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The flight attendant came and educated us on our responsibilities as exit row people and I warned him that in the case of emergency I was pushing him out the way and taking off down the slide first. We took off in silence and just as I was wondering if I should put my earphones in, we started chatting again. He was on his way home to Perth and I told him about some of my WA adventures.

The inflight meal came and it was the absolute worst. It was bloody lucky it came with wine. I showed him the photographic evidence of said pie. Then we took a photographic journey of my life. My recent travels, the love of my life my car , the racetrack…all whilst the wine flowed. We kept buzzing the attendants for more wine.

It was a night flight and the cabin was dim and we were clearly pissing other people off with how loud we were talking and laughing. Quite a few wines on, I was showing my emergency exit buddy more pics of my holiday and swiped through some poolside cocktail selfies. And I meant it. For a nano second.

The we pashed on. Two complete strangers having met only 2 hours ago. As we were waiting for the doors to open he grabbed my ass and I squealed and everyone turned to look at me. Just imagine if we actually needed to operate the emergency slide. Two bumbling messes getting the door open maybe followed by weeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!! They say you should never stop learning right?

Perhaps even end it? Not my life that is, the single part…. I am proud to advise that I am now certified with some mad hot cock skills, specialising in the Firestarter technique. The best thing about this move is that it reminded me of how good this song is….

You thought I ghosted you right? I know, I know, it has been quite a while. All that has been keeping me in bed for hours on end is the Real Housewives of Cheshire. Earlier this year I set myself a hard deadline for getting back into dating on May 1st. In April with May 1st fast approaching, I decided to have a few sneaky looks at what male delights awaited me on Tinder.

Again I occasionally dabbled with logging back onto Tinder and having a little swipe. Mostly I expected to find married 40 somethings who were bored and Tindering whilst sitting outside shops on Hastings St waiting for their wives, but all I found were ferals. I read an article in April about the Bumble BFF feature where you can swipe through profiles aiming to connect with other people seeking friendship.

They plugged it as a great way for singletons who have found that all their wingpeople have disappeared off to get married and have babies. Sounds like a good idea to me! I had spent the past year and a bit totally consumed by work and hardly going out, plus many of my child-rearing friends were now up to new baby no.

I saw a few Kardashian types that I certainly swiped left to despite my love of binge watching Keeping up with the Kardashians. I saw a few quirky chicks that seemed to be into comic books and video games, also not my thing. But the worst ones were the boring looking ones. Hardly a smile and nothing in their pics that indicated any real passions. Interestingly these would have been the same pics that they were using on the app for dating too.

Good luck with that! I swiped right to a few girls that had pics of them smiling and laughing and occasionally drinking champers. These chicks seemed like my type! As per all dating apps, when you both swipe right you get the opportunity to chat.

I got chatting with three girls who all seemed smart, independent, friendly and fun. The first BFF date was a late lunch at my fave all day breakfast place in Balmain.

I arrived first and sent BFF No. Lunch was great, I instagrammed my corncakes with bacon and smashed avocado obvs and we moved across the road to the pub for a drink and more chatting afterwards. We agreed to meet at the entrance to the festival as it was packed and we also recognised each other easily.

Boom, more realistic profile pics! We wandered around and chatted and soon met up with my BFF No. The three of us hung out for a while but BFF No. It was an amicable parting though I believe! I spent the rest of the afternoon with BFF No. As the festival was soon to end and we wanted to get a jump on the traffic exodus, we headed off and said our goodbyes loosely discussing catching up in a few weeks as I was away the next weekend and it was her bday the week after and she had plans.

We exchanged a few txts after that, but they were lacklustre. Then we just stopped messaging each other. Was I not pretty enough? Was I not funny enough? This is a question I have pondered often. Am I too pretty? Am I too smart? Am I too ridiculously hilarious? Am I too perfect, you know in that annoying too good to be true kinda way…. A reader suggested why recently…. Anyhoo, my search continued and I think I have found it!

No, not that douchebag detective that still haunts my hallway. As in the really, really, really good TV show, Neighbours. What more could a single gal ask for on a Friday night? If only I had 18 cats to share such a magical night with…. And maybe I soon will. An Elite Singles survey recently revealed that singles think that Neighbours is the least attractive TV show that a future partner may like to watch.

Shut the front door. Now that, that I can agree with. The top 3 most attractive shows were:. Can your favourite TV show make you more attractive? If you have found this post before Part 1, off you go…. I stay in bed until noon mostly because I can, yay to no kids! Fortunately I had no plans anyway so I can stay home and binge on Sex and the City. It may be the raging hormones, but kids are really giving me the shits lately. As are all the Facebook mummy posts complaining about their lives or praising their kids for doing nothing of interest.

Yay, little Johnny can drink from a cup. Where is my fucking prize? Day 10 Up early on Monday morning for the blood test and scan that I hope will indicate these suckers are coming out on Wednesday. Why do they have to go and do that huh?!? Size matters people, it does. Maybe I can stay on these drugs forever…. Day 11 Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck! What the hell has happened overnight?!?

I wake up with the most painful boobs EVER! Driving to work I am for the first time regretting that I have a car with sport-tuned suspension as every single bump is killing me!! The cold office environment is also rather distressing. Today I arrive and my nurse is unusually young. This girl is young…. Ok, this feels awks…. But now I realise they would likely be foiled by the foil.

Anyhoo, I also notice today the extreme amount of lube that goes on the condom on top of the ultrasound wand. Probably easier to just get it on tap. It all starts and we continue chatting which is still a little weird until she gets all excited by the amount of eggs she is seeing that appear to be of a good size. I spend my day at work getting organised to take Friday off, and just before 5pm I get the call confirming tonight is trigger shot time.

I have to fast overnight and turn up at the day hospital at 7am for admission. Day 13 is bad. All of a sudden I feel great again! And I stay at work until 8: When I arrive there are only men waiting in the reception area.

What a nice touch! Once changed I sit and wait for the anaesthesiologist to come and see me. There are magazines in the room with me and I see the top one has a story about Sonia Kruger wanting to have a second baby at The anaesthetic nurse comes and does the same. My doctor comes and does it too. Shit this is a real theatre. There are lots of machines in the room and about 5 or 6 people who I assume are about to see my vagina.

Holy shit where am I?! That anaesthetic guy pulled a swifty on me. Sorry lady, I was not in control of my bodily functions!! She walks away and I drift in and out trying to make my eyes stay open. They write the number of eggs they have collected on your hand so that you know as soon as you wake up and my hand is telling me….

The scans were showing eggs in each ovary so I had in my head I would get 16 or more. I overhear that the couple next to me are both called Peter. Yup, Peta and Peter. I get home and mum has made me a care package of her amazing cinnamon scrolls and chicken pot pies for later.

The scientist calls shortly after and tells me of the 18 eggs they collected, only 12 were mature and suitable for freezing. My folks leave and I log in to work and respond to a few emails.

Everything seems under control so I lay on the lounge for a bit…which turned into most of the afternoon. I could not stay awake and moving around hurt.

This was the most painful my insides had been so far. Who knows what will happen from here. Or I may not use them because I end up having a baby naturally, but at least I know I have back up and I can feasibly delay my choice to have kids or not for many more years than nature usually intends. Assuming my boobs go back to normal. Guys, as in men, you may want to skip this post.

Ok, well here is your second warning. This post is about babies…kinda. This post is about egg freezing. This whole process started early last year. I was approaching my 34th birthday, I had a number of friends who had recently had a baby and I was certainly nowhere close to being in a situation of having one myself, nor did I really want to be.

I was dating and I had in my head that I would have kids at some point, but I still felt it was a long way off. But at almost 34 I still felt very young. My friends that had had children, who were also about 34, also seemed far too young to have children. Not in the irresponsible parent kind of way, more that we were still laughing at ridiculously childish things ourselves.

I thought about it for about 4 months. I was busy finishing my MBA, then taking a holiday, then I was enjoying being between jobs, dating etc and finally mid last year I made an appointment at the IVF clinic. I intended to go and just get the blood test done that assesses your egg reserves and let that make the decision for me. If it was low for my age, I would definitely look at egg freezing. After enduring all that, I returned to the IVF clinic to get my results.

The bad news about that was that there was no chance of being deemed fertility challenged and getting medicare to foot some of the bill for egg freezing. The doc ran through the costs with me. I knew it would be about that, but hearing it still hurt. And it might be more. On average 1 in 6 could lead to a pregnancy down the track. Part way to a second car I really want a spare convertible ;p Hell, I could even get a boob job for that!

They will of course do it after that, but because fertility declines so significantly from 35 the chances of it being all that beneficial declines significantly too. I knew I was at least 2 years off realistically being in a position of wanting a child at best. So I decided to go ahead with freezing my eggs with the idea that it was insurance that would possibly safeguard against the decision to have a baby or not being taken out of my hands.

I also thought at the time that it would bump out my scary age from 35 to I was about to accept a new job at the time so expecting that I will soon be getting a salary again, I started proceedings aiming to complete a cycle before Day 1 of my new job.

I headed back to the clinic for a lesson on how to inject myself with the hormones each night and practised on a little pin cushion thing which was supposed to replicate my flesh. I felt awkward and weird and the pen type syringe was simple, but the proper syringe freaked me out a little. But then I changed my mind about that job and decided to hold out for something I wanted more. Early this year that opportunity came along and I booked an appointment with the IVF doc to get started again as my original referral had run out.

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