If patience is indeed a virtue, then I lack much as a human being in character. I am squirming over the continued wait until next Monday. I have the next cycle all planned out and the list of suitable mean-time distractions made (de-wallpaper and paint master bath, clean basement, start going to the gym again and work out like a maniac to lose 10-20 lbs) AND I simultaneously have names picked out and have rehearsed how I will give my husband the news after the beta results are phoned in. This is, like, the worst reality show ever. Wouldn't even be on Bravo.