I never knew filling in boxes could be so stressful

I usually like filling things out. I always have. Send me a survey! I love them. But this application thing, despite how superficial the questions may be... it's freaking me out.  I made several copies because if I make a mistake, I don't want there to be anything scratched out or messy.  I thought 10 times about everything. What's my address? Ok that's right. What's my name. Got it. Really it was ridiculous.  I was actually stressed out by this. It made me realize that this process is much more important to me than just "wanting to adopt". In a way, it's starting to define a part of me or at least a part of the person I am soon to be. And so, as I reconsider for the 30th time whether I really did graduate with my Masters in May of 2007, I will stare at my diploma to be sure that I spelled the word MAY correctly.

Can you imagine what I am going to be like when it's time to start the dossier??? Sheesh. 

So, on the fun side of things... I found the crib I want.  It's very cool.  Can be made into 4 different crib/bed contraptions. I've been researching that like crazy, along with strollers and car seats, formula, diapers, diaper disposal units, and of course CLOTHES.  You'd think the baby was coming next week, but I have found that kind of stuff to be a fun way to balance out the monotony and the intimidation of the paperwork. So I will leave you with this short entry to reenter my world of onesies and little caps with two knots on top!  Oh yeah... and the financial breakdown, health interrogation, autobiography, pictures (UGH) etc etc.