Two good things happened this week -
Got home last night, and there was a realtor’s card on our piano. That means, a realtor came through and looked at our house!
We called the local attorney that handles adoptions - we will be meeting with her sometime the end of may (after hubby is done with school.) This will be our first appointment. I think we have settled on domestic private adoption, we don’t care the race or the sex of the baby. I would prefer to adopt through foster care just because I think there is such a big need, but this is a good compromise. I think we have definitely decided not to adopt internationally (unless something radically changes.) It’s so hard because you see so many orphans as you research adoption….so many kids (even older kids) need good homes. It has all seemed so overwhelming, so it feels good to narrow it down.
We had scheduled carpet cleaners and they have cancelled on us THREE TIMES now. Usually, I am not the type to get all mad and call a supervisor about things but this has been really upsetting, we have been waiting to take pictures of the house until we get the carpets done, so this has been slowing us down. Any suggestions? I am going to look for another company to come over, but should I write a letter or something to them to let them know how bad their service is?
This post is going to sound crazy. First of all, I am praying for every family affected and the friends of those that died. The event of last week have just sparked something that I’ve been thinking about.
We talk about gun control in this country. However, citizens that follow the law and buy guns and carry guns legally usually aren’t the ones that go on a shooting rampage. The ones that go on these shooting rampages do not typically have backgrounds that prevent them from purchasing a gun, so any type of gun control laws do not work.
What if instead of gun control, more of us carried concealed weapons?
If someone was going on a shooting rampage, he would never take his gun to a group of policemen, a group of soilders, etc. Whenever someone goes on a shooting rampage, they attack innocent victims that he/she assumes will not be armed. What if people were never sure who was carrying a weapon and who was not? If more of us carried guns, would these maniacs be more or less likely to walk into a classroom, in a job site, or into someone’s residence?
Just a theory.
Tomorrow our realtor comes by to get some paperwork and then our house is officially on the market. I’ve been cleaning up and packing today…I will get up early tomorrow and continue. It’s exciting…I was thinking today that once we get moved the real adoption searching can begin. It’s been so hard putting that on the back burner to get our house ready. It seems as if every spare moment has been spent painting and packing. Man, and I wanted to have the house on the market over a month ago…oh, well. I guess later is better than never. It’s just been a really, really, frustrating process. I have just felt as if I’ve spent all my spare time at home, by myself, packing and painting. My husband has worked opposite hours as me, so I just feel as if I’m alone doing everything. It was great that my inlaws came last weekend and they helped out a lot. I have been really bummed….I feel as if I’ve lost contact with a lot of people and gotten really withdrawn in trying to get our house ready. Some weekends I don’t go outside at all and we’ve been missing church a lot, which I know isn’t helping. I have never felt isolated or lonely…but right now, I have never felt more alone. I just have been trying to pray but I don’t feel very close to God. I feel as if I’m plugging away by myself, just trying to get everything done, not moving very fast, everything has been a struggle. I think I’m a little depressed, not as bad as I’ve been at sometimes, but defintely lonely. This whole infertility thing just has made me kind of numb. I haven’t cried in a long time, and normally I cry at movies or even commercials.
Well, my in-laws came spur of the moment this past weekend to help us get the house on the market. Everything is painted, a lot of things are cleaned up and packed. On Saturday, our realtor is coming over and we’re finalizing eveything…we should hae a sign on our front lawn on Monday!
My brother and sister-in-law are staying with us this weekend on the way to a wedding, so that should be fun as well. I am just so excited that we’re so close to getting this house on the market to sell! It’s taken way longer than I anticipated.
We are having a cleaning service come over today to do an estimate to see how much it would cost to have everything deep cleaned in our house before we put it on the market. It seems as if everything is costing money! I got a quote from movers…its about $1000. I really don’t want to move all our heavy stuff (especially a piano and a pie safe) but $1000 is a lot of money.
Hopefully, all the painting and additions won’t be in vain, I hope we get a good price and some money to put a downpayment on a new home. I keep plugging along by thinking “When we move we can start adopting a baby.” That’s the only thing motivating me right now, because I’m exhausted. Monday I was up at 5 am to paint the kitchen before work, today I got up at 6:30 am to clean up and do laundry, every day it seems I’m doing things before and after work. Phew! I need a nap.
Stephen Colbert…..he is funny….he gave a Knox College commencement address….and now, he has an ICE CREAM FLAVOR. What can this man not do?
On the home front, the kitchen is steam cleaned and ready for spackling and painting. My willpower to do anything on the house is fading!
I have skipped a lot of baby showers since dealing with the infertility junk. I am attending my first baby shower in a couple years on Saturday. Any of you have a hard time with baby showers?
Do adopted parents get baby showers?
I guess I can always throw myself one….
