It's been 4 days since I last temped.
I hadn't planned to stop, my thermometer broke, so until I can get a new one, I'm not worrying about it.
It actually feels strangely liberating. Not hearing the alarm go off and having to remember to shove the thermometer in my gob. Not charting what the outcome is. Not spending hours poring over the chart trying to work out whether the right time is coming, going, or missing altogether this month.
I'm enjoying my little thermometer vacation, but I know I'll need to start again.