Super Sensitive

I am seriously stressed out.

Like I was last summer when we were unsure of Hubby's health, our future, when we would be moving, how it would affect our family building or my parents' plans for visiting during Christmas, etc.

This time, though, the factors are different.

Since the beginning of February we've had a lot of important and huge deals happen lately, from finding out we're here in Florida for the rest of this year to completing a home study in record time to dealing with the IRS's annoying requests for further information which we've already provided them (for the adoption tax credits).  We've gone active with our adoption agency again.  All good things, except for the incompetent IRS, and even that was not unexpected.

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A Complete Shift in Gears...Again.

Hubby had a long anticipated meeting with his doctor on base and the people handling his paperwork this morning, to try to get a better feel for how long we're going to be located in this particular state.

This limbo we're in, not able to move forward with anything, has been driving us both up a wall.  But who wants to put down roots when you're being told you could move sometime in the next two weeks to six months?

Do we go house hunting on Zillow, trying to find a place for where we want to live once Hubs is retired?  Do we move forward with a FET this year?  Does hubby start scouring the area we anticipate moving to for open jobs?  What about the gobs of pictures we have stacked against the walls waiting to be hung?  Do we commit and move the furniture where we want it, or do we live with the way things are because it's not worth the time or effort to invest in our current location?  Do I alphabetize the books in the library according to subject matter, or leave them haphazardly shoved onto the shelves as they are now?  (I'm a little OCD about things like that.)

It's hard to live not knowing if you're coming or going.

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One Step at a Time

I'll write about my birthday later.  It was a great day and if you're friends with me on Facebook, then you already know what I did.

Today, though, I have an update on something I didn't think I'd be writing about for at least another year.

In a nearly unprecedented change of the status quo, my hubby called me up this morning and asked me to schedule an initial appointment with the IVF clinic we really like and were able to get a referral to in town.  Apparently so we can get the ball rolling on me trying to get pregnant again.

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The Waiting Game

Patience may be a virtue, but it's more of a pain in the neck to me.  I do not possess the ability to wait gracefully past a certain point.

I think I've hit my limit waiting for the good doc on base to get the paperwork format figured out.  It's been rejected twice now.  Not from content, but because of lack of proper formatting.

I understand that the doctor is first a doctor and doing this on the side, but come on.  We started the ball rolling in October and here it is, almost February and we're no closer to the MEB in Texas.

I am really frustrated.

And impatient.

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Makin' a List

Moving time is coming.  I can feel it.  Even if we have no dates yet.

What I can also feel is the panic starting to set in so easily because we live in a chaotic household.

Since we found out about Hubby's heart issues the month after we got here, we never really settled in.  Not that we planned to, since I was planning on moving up to DC for the year while he was supposed to be deployed.

But plans change.  And around here, that has become status quo.

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