Back to Worrying

So, as far as I know, MOWA should be re-opened by now, which means that with any luck, referrals will start happening again. While I'm thrilled at that prospect, I do have to admit that yesterday the Sunday dred reared it's ugly head again. It had not appeared during the two weeks that MOWA was closed but a waive of anxiety washed over me yesterday around 5:00p.m. and it won't leave until I get a referral or it's Friday at 1:00p.m. when my agency closes for the weekend. Why the anxiety? Because I spend every free moment thinking about whether or not the call will come today. As much as I tried to stop it, it's completely taken over my life. I JUST NEED TO KNOW WHO THE PUNKIN IS!!!!! Seriously, is that too much to ask for? I mean, I've been patient for almost 14 months! OK.........well, I was patient for maybe 7 of those 14 months. And by patient I mean not calm, but not ripping my hair out. Well, maybe only sort of ripping my hair out. Argh.........OK, fine, hardly patient at all. I admit it. My name is Beth, I'm a Gemini, cant' spell to save my life, love Calvin and Hobbes, Hallmark Movies, Jason Mraz, Bryan Adams and have recently become the most impatient person on the planet. Well, I guess the truth will set you free. I kind of feel better just venting that in writing, even if I might be the only one who reads it.

I know that this will happen. I mean, it's really only a matter of time. I have a friend who got a referral recently and she was nine days ahead of me for the same age range. Of course, there could be 20 families between us or 2. I have no way of telling but there has to be some movement soon doesn't there? Just say Yes, Beth, of course there has to be. Let's face it. We all know I'm getting a little loony at this point so yessing me to death is definitely the best course of action.

Well, vent over. I have to get back to work since my lunch hour is almost over. Let's hope that in my next post I have good news to report.