Boo to You ABC

So! Apparently I am the laziest person ever to blog (or not to, as we've seen in recent weeks). Since I don't have the Internet at home again, I'm taking it as an indicator that I'm working really hard at work and don't have the time to blog while I'm there. Yeah, that's what I'm going with.
So a couple of things in the last couple of weeks: a new timeline announced by the agency (sigh), and a possible new home for us. Let's start with that timeline. I talked to my caseworker E this week, to clarify about this new timeline buzz, and indeed, it has been extended, again. That is crappy. I really thought that at this point I'd be half way through the referral wait. HA! Actually, according to the original timeline I was given, I could be expecting a referral any moment. Yeah. Obviously that is ridiculous to even think. We are now looking at 10-11 months for people currently receiving referrals. But that means that the people who have been waiting 10-11 months right now can expect a referral shortly. That does NOT mean that I can expect the same sort of timeline. In fact, I can pretty much be guaranteed a longer timeline. So, I have adjusted my hopes to a referral by Christmas (that'd be 13 months of waiting -- I hope HOPE that is as liberal an estimate as I think it is). Travel by summer 2010? The upside, I tell myself, is that there is no risk of getting caught in court closures, so yay.
There is, of course, always a chance that I will get a match with some medical issues and so the referral will come earlier. I did get the amendment done. Whether or not it'll go through approval anytime this millennium is another question. Seriously, I am so ticked at my HAR (home assessment report) agency. Yes, I'm talking about YOU, ADOPTION BY CHOICE (yeah, I said it). I had to get this amendment done in the first place, because the child desired section of the HAR was not done the first time around. I get that the SW who wrote it for me was new, and I was her first, but seriously, shouldn't there be some guidelines she goes by; some training she goes through for the job? I guess not. And so I paid the extra, and in all fairness the HAR writer recognized that it really should have been done the first time, so I had to pay the agency for the job, but she did not take a cut, so it may have been cheaper. That was nice. But then the amendment is done, and I ask when it'll be sent to me, and they say no, I don't have to sign it because it is just an amendment. Seems odd to me, but hey, they know their job, right? WRONG!! After 6 weeks of waiting for the AB gov to approve the 3-page document, I call Anne Scully at the department, and she looks it up, and says, oh, it wasn't signed and was returned to the agency. What the???! So I call the agency and they say, yes, it's on the way to me, and once I return it, it'll be sent off again. And apparently it's supposed to jump the line, but I'm not exactly holding my breath at this point. Fooey.
Anyway, I have to follow my boy and feed him, because he's wandered (we're at my mam's for the weekend), and I don't want to dump him on my mam this morning, as I often do. I'll tell about the potential new home soonish.