Hi, I’m Geochick.

Welcome to my blog. What started out as a private blog to document our adoption journey has evolved into my journey through therapy and spiritual awakening. Without our struggles to build a family, I’m not sure I’d be waking up, and for that I’m grateful.

Today = 10 months since we were approved for adoption

It's kind of like watching the odometer in your car turn over. 

It's also a wake up call.  I feel a great deal of pressure to address the few "problem areas" in our house (forget that if I got pregnant no one would have inspected my house and found said problems) before we have to renew our homestudy at the end of June.

Meanwhile, we're trying to fix up a bedroom which now sports two giant holes where the closets are located and a little surprise where we want to put a closet door.  That's right kids, a plumbing vent!  And in what will become S's famous last words, "It shouldn't be too difficult to re-route".  On top of that some genius put an outlet smack dab in the middle of the wall, 4 feet off the ground and as it turns out, S is pretty darn sure it's an original which makes it more difficult to move...or something.  I start to tune out a certain point, much like he tunes out when I talk dams.  I find that to be a lucky break however since I'm the one who wanted to hire an electrician in the first place.  At least we have to now that it's not an easy job. 

Well, none of that will be addressed this weekend as we're taking a little road trip out to Mo.ab so S can mountain bike and I can spend quality time with the dog.  Given that I hate to fall (my biggest block to double diamond skiing) I did not turn out to be a great mountain biker.  Or any kind of mountain biker.  Or even like to ride bikes that much.  Ok, I do have a 50 year old cruiser that's built like a tank.  But I ride that 3 blocks to the bar.

Steph.en Col.bert made me laugh so hard I'm crying...

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