Roses vs. Mickey

We had our fingerprints taken at Dept.of Homeland Security.  As before, Daniels were perfect.  The technician actually gave him a "reading" of his prints.  Supposedly he has perfect rose shaped prints.  She went on to describe his personality perfectly from the shape of his prints.  My prints were less than perfect.  In fact I received a letter saying that my prints would have to be retaken in 3 weeks.  I cried.  Not because my fingerprints are sub-par but because we can't get approved until they get good prints on me.  They say that from the time your prints are taken, it will be up to 30 days until you receive your letter of approval from immigration which is the last piece of the puzzle for us to move forward with our adoption.  I heard the mailman Saturday morning and walked around the corner and stopped dead at the sight of a letter from CIS.  I ripped open the letter expecting our acceptance letter but instead seeing that my fingerprints weren't readable.  This is the point in which I cryed.  Our adoption wouldn't be moving forward that day like I had hoped when I saw the letter.  Our timeline got pushed back another 4-8 weeks.  From what I was told, the fact that I wash my hands so often combined with rolling instruments between my fingers all day long creates vertical lines through my prints so they can't be read properly.  They said if I sleep with my hands soaked in lotion and covered with gloves every night it might help.   Never did I think that my prayers would include a plea for my fingerprints.  Of course there are a lot of things that this adoption has added to my prayer list that anyone else would think were nuts outside of the situation.  So, for the next month I'll be looking like Mickey Mouse at bedtime.  Daniel thinks it's hilarious to see me in my pj's and white gloves.  Let me tell you, it's totally glamorous.