Tomorrow we have our second meeting with the caseworker for our homestudy. If I didn't mention this, our caseworker's name is also Katie. Obviously, this can create a little confusion when I begin to tell stories. "Katie said this... Then Katie said that.... Then Katie asked Katie about such and such..."
Anyway, Katie (the caseworker) told us that tomorrow we'll spend more time talking about our childhood and our parents. That should be interesting. I get this vision of me laying on a couch, talking about how great life has always been and then suddenly I burst into tears and begin to open up about how my parents never bought me a drum set when I was growing up. Clearly, I'm forever scarred.
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