And with all of my crazy, obsessive, impatient traits, we chose to adopt internationally. An exercise in insanity? That remains to be seen. Either way, it definitely requires some (forced) patience on my part. I'm already having to learn. Albeit not in a very major way, but having to wait for my fingerprints has obligated me to be (somewhat) patient. I mean you can't exactly "push" the FBI to speed up the process. Somehow I don't think that would be very smart. I may need the witness protection program one day. Actually, I think that's the CIA. Irregardless, I don't want to hack off any major government agencies. As if making fun of their advertisements won't irritate them (if they ever were to find out which is highly unlikely . . . right?). Anyway, back to my point. I was really very patient until yesterday. Yesterday was one month from the day I sent off my second set of prints. Last time they came back in exactly one month. So I was hoping for the same this time. No deal. I am aware that it could take up to six weeks, but a girl can dream can't she? It's pretty pathetic when my dreams include receiving approved FBI prints, but that's my life.
So I'm learning that waiting will now be a part of my everyday life. I figure that I'll probably do really well the first year to year and a half of waiting for our referral. Then, I'm sure as the time approaches that we should receive a referral, I'll start to get antsy. And yes some of this discombobulated post totally seems to contradict the planner in me. Believe me I still plan, but once I have that plan thought out in my head, I need to follow through with it. Like immediately. Now I gotta run, we're going on vacation in three weeks. I need to get busy packing.
You're wondering if I'm serious aren't you? :)
And now, just for fun, I thought I'd end this on a cute note. Maybe I should've started that way. Have a great weekend everyone!
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