…not got good news. For the record I hate this phrase. It was said to me many times while I was searching for the fresh out of college job and impatiently waiting for the phone to ring while my bank account drained. Someone attempted to utter this to me yesterday but the shot of death glance beamed from my retinas diverted their words into a mumbling (NO NEWS IS)..yeah, hum, got to be frustrating.
For the record, this phrase has never ended on the good news side of the fence for me. I tend to be a tad bit obsessive and intuitive. My obsession has me willing my phone to ring and my intuition tells me to hold tight and wait for the next batch.
Batch? Come on people it is not like we are talking about fresh chocolate chip cookies here??? This is my life, my future, my kid! Someone is joining our family and altering all of our lives forever. Why do referrals have to come in batches? I can see the paperwork piled up and clipped together on someones desk. In that stack many futures are laid out together waiting to be presented to loving families who are desperately waiting their announcement.
I think I need some chocolate chip cookies right now.
I have nothing else to say so I am back to staring at my phone. Won’t you join me?