Still no word on the second round of fingerprints. It’s been one month, exactly, since I submitted them. My fingerprints are the only thing holding up our homestudy, and thus, the adoption process. Normally I’d be fussy and worried, but we just finished taxes (tonight) and our bank accounts are looking rather grim. Our social worker reminded us that as soon as the homestudy is finished (meaning as soon as our fingerprints come in), we’ll owe the second installment to our Colorado agency. That’s not a huge deal, but not long thereafter (as soon as the homestudy is “official”), we’ll owe a big whopping payment to the international agency. So, the fact that our fingerprints are delaying things doesn’t have me too upset. Not yet anyhow.

Besides, the almost daily showings of the house is a good — if annoying — diversion that keeps me occupied. Every morning, as soon as I send Dan off to work, lunch bag and coffee in hand, I spend anywhere from 30 minutes to hours tidying, polishing, turning on lights strategically, buffing the fog off of mirrors, and carefully vacuuming myself out of every room. No offers yet, but we’ve only had a few showings so far. Wish us luck!