Justy taught me a great way to describe a bad day. When she's having a hard time, she tells Ching "Discontent is here." Well said, Justy. And yesterday discontent was here. It was here and it was bad. I consider myself to be very good at paperwork. I mean, I am just made to do stuff like immigration forms and adoption paperwork. I rock at it, if I do say so myself. And I do!
What I am not so good at is rolling with the punches. I work on accepting setbacks and delays with grace... really I do. But yesterday, what with my four hours or sleep and too much caffeine to compensate and very little breakfast I was not ready to gracefully accept mistakes with my adoption paperwork. Costly, annoying mistakes that were NOT MY FAULT. But I'm the one who has to fix them.
I got to work to find e-mail with all sorts of things that need to be fixed with our dossier. It took all my effort to not immediately bang my head on my desk.
And then I said "Whatevs, I'm taking myself out to lunch."
The Chipotle break helped bu don't let me fool you with my cheerful upbeat demeanor. Adoption is not as hard as you think it will be, but sometimes, it still really, really, really sucks.
Triceratops, I know you are out there somewhere in Colombia... and back in the states your future parents are fighting bureacracy like hell to get to you.