Another call, more waiting

I got a call last week from Merryweather (aka my social worker) who wanted to check in with me and see how I liked my respite care placement. That was kind of a strange question but I guess being my first official placement (even if it only was for 2 days) she wanted to confirm that I still wanted to do this.

Anyway, we chatted a bit, and then she said something along the lines of "we have a child in mind for you but its too early for me to give you details yet"

This was my response:

This was how I felt inside (about the details):

So I'm still playing the waiting game. But my life is so busy currently that I'm not disappointed to not have a placement yet, its just like waiting for Christmas- its something you want and look forward to but half the fun is the preparation as well as the anticipation. I could soak in a few more weeks of solo life before my world implodes.

Waiting...

Waiting for the phone call that tells you that you have been approved and/or that they have a possible placement is triggering a lot of feelings that I am not accustomed to. Mainly this weird "I'm terrified and nervous but it feels like Christmas is coming but with a touch of Halloween and I have zero idea what is going to happen so HANDS IN THE AIR AND SING HEYHO"

Wait, I'm an adult, I'm supposed to be all chill and zen about this.

Right. Not gonna happen. Even if it might be months before that first phone call.

So how about a little gif fun of showing how I feel?