Will you still need me when I'm 64?

Sixty-four rejections.  I'm recycling the printed ones for shopping lists!  The one that hurts the worst was from the only person who wanted a proposal/partial.  She liked the writing and the story but doesn't expect she can sell it. 

I am feeling a bit down about it all.  It's a lot of work to query, and to get so much rejection is par of the course, but I feel like I've missed out on a lot of my actual life trying to get this book published.  I'm considering self-publishing, but we'll see where things go.  I'm giving myself at lest until Liam's birthday at the end of April before I give up on agents all-together. 

I worked REALLY hard at this process and did all the right research, so it's not like I've not done things the right way.  It's more that things aren't going my way.  I won't spend too long feeling down though; I've overcome far worse problems than this.  Still, it's a little depressing when no one says yes.