Monday, February 27, 2006
11:42 PM
No news.
Well, my agency is back from vacation and they've told us to keep our pants on, that things might happen next week. (The keeping pants on was my remark, not my agency's...) Next Tuesday will mark one month since we've been told our referral might be in the works. So on we go. All our documents are officially gone- our dossier is at the agency and our I600 has been in Miami for over a week.
Today is a Monday. Mondays are both really exciting and really horrible now that we're adopting. Exciting because as of Sunday night, our time, Vietnam is back to work, and maybe the fine folks who are involved in the adoption process over there might be looking at our file, putting together information, and faxing/emailing it to our agency. I'm assuming no one is in the office at 10pm Sunday night to receive the file, so on Monday morning, I get a little hopeful that the phone might ring. I start starting at it around 7am, hopeful. As the hours go by, I get a little angry with it.
By noon, I pretty much know it's not going to because if our agency had information, we would have heard by now. And the offices in Vietnam are closed for the day. I wish everyone well, walk away from the phone, and wait for Tuesday morning.
For some reason I feel like things might happen on a Monday. That seems like a really good referral day. I don't know how the referrals come- via email or snail mail. I think we'll get a call, then maybe an email, and then a larger packet will get snail mailed. Our agency is only an hour away, so I'm sure we'll jump in the car and drive up for anything they have for us.
Friday afternoons are the worst- by 4pm you know there's at least 48 hours until you can start hoping and waiting again.
Normally I despise the phone, and run in the other direction when it rings. But lately, I've been running to the phone. I still run away when the agency's number isn't on the caller ID, though.
