If there was such a word, "procrastinactionator" would describe me well. Tasks that I'm not particularly thrilled about can be put off nearly forever in my world. (e.g. I started cleaning my walk-in closet about a month ago. It's still only partially completed.) But when I want something done, or something truly needs to be done I don't hestitate. Get to steppin! Don't talk about it, discuss it, hem and haw over the possibilities -- just DO IT.

So the action side of my procrastinactionator personality is in agony right now, because my dossier is still not filed with the MOE. I'm tapping my toes, biting my nails, and pulling out my hair. At the end of this process I'm going to look like the remnants of a Thanksgiving turkey.

It turns out that not only is Peanut with another family, he's crossed a border of some sort (my coordinator didn't know the right word in English for it, so she called it a subdivision). This complicates things because they don't really know what papers need to filed where, or something like that. R.R. was advised to get a consultation with the judge to determine the best way to handle Peanut's case. Great. Like this adoption process wasn't complicated enough.

The hope is that R.R. will get a meeting on Monday or Tuesday and the judge will immediately recommend a course of action. The other possibility (not gonna happen, not gonna happen, not gonna happen) is that it could take a while to get a meeting with the judge and/or the judge may want to inquire about Peanut's case further before giving a recommendation. That's a big long sentence just to say I may be looking at a further delay. I think I'm going to petition for the word "delay" to be removed from the vernacular.