Good News and Bad News

Good News: I visited and toured four different day care centers yesterday.
Bad News: I visited and toured four different day care centers yesterday with a teething, clingy, stranger-phobic toddler.

Good News: Three of the four centers are good. One of those three is Exceptionally Good. The other one is bad, bad, bad. And ugly.
Bad News: The one that is Exceptionally Good is the one from whom I TURNED DOWN a spot when they reconfigured their baby rooms back in the spring because "No thank you, our child care situation is fiiiiiine." I'm such an idiot.

Good News: The director of the Exceptionally Good day care center said that she would return our waiting list form to its prior position.
Bad News: We will still have to wait.

Good News: One of the other good centers is new and has an immediate opening for Al. I signed him up to begin August 6.
Bad News: No matter what, when an opening is offered from the Exceptionally Good center, I will snatch it up. That means that I'll have to move Al twice.

Good News: I've lost two pounds since Monday.
Bad News: That just means that my anxious tummy was late to the party. I'm still worried, and I'm still stressed, and my gut has taken up residence in my throat. It's been so long since I had any real anxiety that I guess my digestive system had a delayed reaction.