Today was our adoption orientation with the agency that we'd chosen. Everything on their website indicated that it would be a good fit for us. Unfortunately, about 15mins into a 2 hour meeting, we realized that it was not meant to be.
One thing they failed to mention was that very rarely do they adopt out older children, the majority of their placements are newborns. That would have been good to know before wasting months preparing for this orientation.
It's completely crushing. We were excited because this agency was national, so even when (hopefully) we moved, our paperwork would follow us along the way. Now we're going to have to wait and figure out where the heck we're moving to and start the process all over again with a different agency.
Sometimes it really feels like the universe is conspiring against you and absolutely nothing is going your way. Today is one of those days. Here I sit helpless waiting to hear back from several jobs and anxiously awaiting the day I get my phone interview for my dream job... and Hubbs has the flu so he's being a grumpy asshole. I don't need someone telling me I have a bitchy tone. I know I have a freaking bitchy tone. I'm the only one who works around here and the one who just had her dreams of parenthood in the near future dashed yet again. Is it so much to ask that I get a little fricking sympathy?
Grrr. This has completely put me in a grumpy mood now. Luckily I have class tonight, so I can work out some aggression by hitting things with a chipping hammer. I feel like I try so much and it's like I get nothing back. I can literally count on one hand the number of sweet and surprising things that Hubbs has done the whole time we've been married. I'm tired of listening to all of my friends rave about their husbands/boyfriends/girlfriends and posting pictures and stories about whatever lovely thing was gifted to and/or done for them. Eventually, your significant other will get just as lazy as mine and you will long for the days when he/she did nice things for you instead of laying on the couch for most of the day and playing video games and ignoring you for the rest of it.
Maybe I'll blow off class tonight and go to a movie alone instead. There's nothing quite as awesome as escaping into a dark theater and forgetting the world for a few hours. Yes, there's a showing of Silver Linings Playbook, which I've been dying to see, that starts just 10 minutes after my class is supposed to start. Clearly, that's what I should do tonight. Thanks for throwing me a bone, universe.