Archive for September, 2008

Political Toilet

Yesterday marked the TENTH month of waiting for a referral. One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten.  TEN.  Freaking ten months.  Last year at this time we were preparing to attend our Pre-Adoption Classes (PAC as I so commonly refer to it and expect you all to know) and we thought we would have a child at home by this point.

Well, I guess we were wrong.  Welcome to the world of international adoption.  It operates on its own calendar and is void of explanation.   Our agency can offer no explanation for our extended wait, and in all fairness, they are equally as frustrated as we are.  Last week we received an e-mail stating that all wait times have increased to 12 months. Rather than scream, yell, cry, pout, demand explanation I took a different approach this time. I am going to practice the patience I tell everyone we have learned in the five years of trying to grow our family.  I still allow myself weekly check-ins with our program specialist, but I am not expecting to hear anything until we get that elusive call.

What and who can I thank for this new round of optimism and patience?

Sarah Palin and our bathroom remodel

What in the world could Sarah Palin and our bathroom have in common?  They are both disgusting distractions.  I have put all of my frustration into discussions around the insult to women everywhere that she was chosen as a gimmicky rebuttal to capture the undecided Hillary crowd.  Poor Hillary, she was never honored with the same respect we all now must cast upon this so called hockey mom and woman.  Ugh, I digress but simultaneously demonstrate my point.  Even if you don’t agree with me, I guarantee you are distracted from my babbling on about the ten month wait.  She sucks but I can thank her for two things: giving Tina Fey yet another chance to make me laugh while I wait for 30 Rock to start up again AND distracting me.

The bathroom has a more optimistic and desired outcome.  It is really starting to come together as you can see from the photo below.  The glass tiles have since been polished and the walls have been compressed.  I am not entirely certain what it means to compress the clay walls, but the result is fantastic.  Their next project is the floor, which we decided to restore except for the area around the toilet which will be squared off and tiled with the glass and a subway tile border.  Older homes lack neither challenges or character, but hopefully this remodel will preserve the character we love by embracing the challenges.  I have never been one to sport a “I ‘heart’ plumb walls” shirt in my split level (sorry mom!)

So how was that for a distraction?

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