This morning the phone rang unusually early. I was certain it was a call about my referral and I jumped out of bed quickly. Due to construction I do not have a phone line in the bedroom. So I maneuvered furniture - sidestepped the sofa, breezed by the ottoman, stubbed my toe on a chair. Do you have a visual?
It was my father calling to inform me that the painter was coming at 7:00 a.m. I love my father but what a disappointment! I am very antsy these days. The call could come at anytime. They said three infant girl referrals in September. I am number three on the infant girl list and September is almost half over.
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