And so it begins...

I knew that the day was coming where I would begin to hate my telephone. Yesterday was that day. See, when you're waiting for a travel call, EVERY PHONE CALL could be that call. So EVERY time the phone rings now I think to myself "this could be ASIA". I even pause for a second and imagine that the caller ID will say "Adoption Service Information Agency", (ok, well it would only say about half of that because it couldn't all fit on the screen... but whatever). The worst part of this is that I get disappointed when it's not them. Even when Ben calls... I'm not as happy to talk as I normally would be. Oh well. He understands. The trials and tribulations of adoption are NOT for the faint of heart!