We drove to Oklahoma City yesterday. When we arrived home, I instinctively checked the missed calls on our home phone. It is a habit I have developed since we became parents in waiting. Our answering machine bit the dust a long time ago and we never replaced it, maybe we should.
We had a missed call. A call from our adoption agency. On a Sunday afternoon. Why would they call on a Sunday afternoon? They did not call our cell phones. They have our cell phone numbers but they did not call them. What could they want? Do we need to update paperwork? Have we been chosen again?
I called them back. I spoke to the answering service and left a message. I was told they would return our call as soon as possible or during business hours today. Nothing yet.
Dang caller id.
Missed calls can be torture. Parents in waiting can take a missed call pretty seriously. We can get ourselves all worked up over nothing.
Or maybe it's something....