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Sunday, November 2nd, 2008
It’s been November for two whole days now, and I’m starting to remember what it feels like to be my normal self. The past month and a half had me so keyed up, my mind so full and spinning, my body so tired and sore in weird ways (like an incredibly painful spasm in my calf muscle that woke me up two different nights), that I was naturally a tad irritable. Seriously, I spoke hardly a word at normal volume or without sarcastic tone for all 31 days of October.
This morning, my mom and I had our first conversation in a month that wasn’t completely snarky and impatient on my part and wasn’t completely centered on business. We talked about the two recommendation letters she now has time to write for us (one for our adoption profile and one for our home study), and the mini-break we’re all taking together in a couple weekends. It seemed again like she was my mother and I was her daughter – not business partners stuck on a runaway freight train.
It helps that the business didn’t spontaneously combust as my dad (a.k.a. Mr. Doom and Gloom) predicted every other minute. The economy imploding didn’t help matters, but we still managed to sell a heck of a lot of Halloween costumes (for anyone curious, the big sellers this year were sailors and bumblebees).
This is the first time since early September that I – or D for that matter – have had two consecutive days off, and it’s been even longer than that for Mom and Dad. Normally, if I’m home, I can’t resist getting on the computer and doing a little work. But yesterday, I spent the day lounging on the couch with Darwin, taking advantage of three free months of Showtime. We literally did nothing all day long, and it was glorious.
Today, more of the same, with some internet research of digital camcorders and stroller/carseat travel systems thrown in, followed by a trip to town to make copies of some important home study paperwork (almost done!) and to test drive said camcorders and travel systems in actual stores. We had an unreasonable amount of fun playing with the strollers in Toys R Us. I put my way-too-heavy purse in the carrier so we could test how heavy it would be when containing an actual infant. The verdict: really freaking heavy. How do people do this? I’m going to have to start lifting weights.
Tomorrow, it’s back to work! But I’m actually looking forward to getting back to doing the job I signed up for – adding new products to the website, spiffing up the website, and managing the advertising – instead of dragging myself to the warehouse every day to stand on my feet and be annoyed by people all day. I have no idea how my mother does this at 30 years older than me. Either people over 50 have a better work ethic, or I am just inherently lazy and also genetically designed to be miserable and not afraid to complain about it (I blame the Lambert Crazy).
I hope now that I’m back to normal, I can also post more again on this blog. Which means I hope we can actually do something worth posting about. We have achieved virtually nothing on home study-readying our house, which is currently a pigsty with cabinets empty of food and countertops full of an overload of unsorted junkmail.
Already, I have a feeling we’re going to be doing a lot of explaining when the social worker comes to visit. “Yes, the floor in this bathroom is bare plywood because …” “Oh, right, the room full of dolls … I guess that does make me look a little crazy … ” “Oh yeah, we planned to build a closet in this spot where the sheetrock is all torn out … ” “Oops, you’re right, power tools are probably not safe for babies … ”
There’s just no way all of this can be fixed before the home study. We need to narrow it down and focus on the really important stuff, but I can’t figure out which unfinished projects are most important. Perhaps we should just give up and invest in dimmer switches. What he/she can’t see, she can’t mind, right?
I am SOOO glad to see you’re back and that you’ve survived Halloween!
Just before the home study toss everything into one room and lock the door. :) Revert back to childhood…stuff things under the bed and into any covered nook and cranny you can find. Hahaha. Want me to come help?
Can’t wait to hear from you!
Good luck! I’d dig a hole in the back yard and push everything into it…
Hi, Don’t sweat the homestudy. We have done the adoption and Home-study process five times now. We have adopted 7 children. One thing I have learned is remember to breath and take a step back every now and then. To be just you and your husband (without thinking and dreaming about the baby)I know it’s hard to even consider but in hindsight all to soon you will be surrounded by diapers and toys and all things baby and you will miss the days of snuggling with your sweet heart on the couch without interuptions… Wishing you the best!
p.s. If you haven’t considered it yet there are over 100,000 children in foster care that are waiting to be adopted. The cost is $0.00. http://www.comeunity.com/adoption/waiting/photolists.html
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