So...

I'm exhausted, I'm overwhelmed, I'm confused, I'm disappointed. I'm broke. I'm coming home.

Yep, coughed up yet another $300 to change the tickets and now we leave Harry behind for the fourth home, and leave Irkutsk first thing Monday morning. I get to spend 7 hours in the Moscow International Airport to watch other families, who began their adoptions from in other regions 5 or 6 months ago, chase their kids around while wait for their planes to take them home... I still don't have flights from JFK home, but I figure walking from New York can only take a few days as compared to walking from Siberia will take a bit longer...

I'm out of energy,resources & options. Mike starts his new position with HD today, 4 hours north in Maine, adding more confustion & stress to the situation. He has no idea where he is going to live while he's up there. It's not like we have many options at this point, considering what this adoption has done to us financially, so he might be sleeping in the back of his truck.
If this adoption drags on much longer we'll ALL be living in the back of his truck.

So now I spend my time sorting what will stay here, what will have to phone call with news of a court date, then pray we still have the money to return and start this all over again. Waiting together is bad enough...but this time it'll be Skip and I in MA & Mike in Maine.

What a mess.