Wasting away in the Review Room

Yes, I'm still searching for my lost shaker of salt. Oh yeah, and my referral.

News from the front is that we've been skipped again. But take heart, dear friends -- this time, it's not just us but our WHOLE AGENCY! Apparently CCAA could only match through 11/7 this time, and our agency doesn't have folks logged in until 11/8. Wouldn'tcha know it?

So it's July at the earliest, and at this point, I have to stop holding my breath.

So we're living large in Whoville. I booked a girls-only beach vacation. In a true testament to my lousy mental state (BUT NO, I do NOT take medication for it, in case the CCAA is watching), I plan to board a plane with the Two Whos (mind you, their collective age is only 7) and travel hours to the sand and surf of New England. Solo.

I'm using carefully hoarded vacation time (score one point for me), even more precious $$$ (ka-ching!) and getting out of Dodge! (You hear that, folks? Send me a referral when I have no paid time off and less money to pay the final adoption expenses. Test me!)

And to sweeten the pot, I get to go out of town for SIX WHOLE DAYS the last week of July for work. That's just a couple of weeks or less before the July referral folks will be traveling to China, most likely. KARMA! At this point, it wouldn't surprise me at all.

But I'm trying to hunker down and prepare for a longer haul. On the bright side, at this rate, the girls will be able to do all the feeding and diapering!

I'm off to margaritaville now, where the sun is hot, the sand is white and the little umbrella in my drink has a pointy edge I just might poke myself with.