Rabbits out of hats. Doves from within silk handkerchiefs. The great magical traditions. The classic clichés of the stage illusionists. In real life, nobody can perform such wonders, can they? You might now be in a position to astonish and amaze. Jupiter and Uranus insist there is a wand you can wave and gain impressive, almost immediate results. Don't' just assume that somehow a task is beyond you or an objective is too much to hope for. Don't worry if you don't know how a particular trick is done. Just try to do it anyhow.
Hmmm...turning tricks now, eh? I KEED, I KEED. Of course not. Apparently Jupiter and my anus want me to wave my wand but I don't have one. I KEED AGAIN. Sorry, it's one of those mornings.
I'm all anxious over this baby stuff. I can't describe it but I imagine it's similar to being pregnant and not knowing when the baby's going to rear it's head (literally!) so you're always on the ready. We are so close to this and yet we still have to wait for stuff and it's making me crazy. At this point I have no clue where we are but I think we're still waiting on one last approval but I'm not even sure of that. We could expect a call pretty much anytime beginning next week, I think. Probably won't happen just yet but it's possible. Anything is possible. I can't believe we are at this stage. I had imagined how things would go down when we got our referral and it was totally different in reality and I expect this to be the same. I predict total freak out, followed by frantic phone calls to anyone who will answer followed by a lot of crying. I've been making a long list of questions I wanted to ask the foster mother and then I read that they don't like a lot of questions because they consider it rude so now I have to pare down to the essentials. "What do I do with this baby?" That's pretty essential I would think. I'm also trying to get gifts together for the foster mom and the workers there, which is apparently customary to do, and I'm tying to learn some simple Korean phrases. That part, not so much. There are like 4 ways to say everything and I'm not sure which I use because I don't want to offend so I might just nod a lot. Kimchi's room is done, he has fancy artwork from his weirdo mom (me) that will probably scar him for life and he already has more clothes than I do. That is NO JOKE.
As you can see, I have a lot of nervous energy. I might post again. I don't know. I'm a loose cannon right now.