I am an idiot

You'd think after my almost disasterous experience with obtaining state certification, I would have learned my lesson about rushing and not reading the "book". Apparently, not. The documents I mailed out on the 30th are sitting in some post office waiting to be given back to me, hopefully on Monday. The Consulate refused them. Why? I'm not exactly sure - but I'm pretty sure it has to do with trying to get everything done in 5 minutes flat without triple checking. So, from me to you, Pinkly Lou, - triple check everything. Especially when trying to hurry. Luckily, I'm not expecting anything from CIS for another two weeks, so I'm still pretty much on schedule.





In the meantime, I felt like a little retail therapy was needed. You can only kick yourself so many times before it just gets too depressing - and with the rain... well, you get the emo picture. Still on the budget, I headed for the nearest and bestest dollar store. Say what you want, sometimes the dollar store is better than crack. The trick is finding the one that offers the really good stuff. My town has more than one dollar store, but only one that offers somewhat quality products and food items in the normal range.
I bought two blankies - the pink one is decorated with monkeys and the blue one is dogs (we'll be a dog-family). I also found a fleece outfit (very rare!) and purchased the first bottle. Now, I have been unsure about purchasing things like bottles from the dollar store. I don't know why, it just made me nervous. But then I figured that most of the bottles will get trashed anyways, I can save it for juice or something that isn't all that nutritionally important.

Then I brought it all home and laid it out on my "baby shrine". I know it sounds weird, but as I'm still working towards a precarious LID date, I haven't bought or done anything permanent. Nothing has been painted. No actual furniture has been purchased. Everything is under the $2 mark. So, I park it on top of a book shelf in the baby's room and display it. Later, I go in and look at the stuff and fantasize about where I'll put it, should I go on to purchase furniture and other items. Go ahead, call me an odd duck.