Welcome to my Pity Party

Incredibly, STILL no word on referrals. Now normally, I am the picture of laid-backed-ness (or sleepiness, which looks like laid-backed-ness - and yes, of course it's an actual word). Today, however, I am feeling like this:
(complete with my oft-used rolling pin)

I remember at the beginning of September, Abby overheard me saying to a friend, "Well, I had hoped to be home with our baby before my birthday, but I guess I'll have to settle for a referral before I turn 40." She asked, "What if we don't get a referral by then?" At the time that notion seemed preposterous! I said, "If we're still waiting for a referral by October I'll chew my own head off!"

Start chewing.