So the weather here has turned terrible lately. Not that it really looks that terrible, but it's been below 15 degrees for about a week now, rarely even getting over 10 normally. But it's also just so bright and sunny and happy looking - until you step out your door!
Today has been filled with more than one "please wait" kind of moment; and therefore I felt the need to vent my frustrations somewhere.
I hate waiting. Period.
I hate that suspense and anticipation and the un-knowingness of what's to come. That sick feeling you get when you have no clue what you're in for? I hate that feeling. Butterflies. Nerves. That jittery, I need to move feeling? Yep, hate that too. Surprises? Oh man, I'm more of a, tell me what I'm getting and I'll be so excited I'll still be excited when it happens, person.
Now, don't get this confused with patience. I am a very patient person. I can work with a student who is struggling for hours, I can walk someone through a complicated procedure, I can work with ADHD kids like there's no tomorrow! Patience I have. Waiting I don't.
Most people would say that waiting isn't an adjective that you can use to describe an emotion or something similar. I think that's wrong. I think that just like having patience you can have non-waiting ability. I'm almost positive about this.
So for those people out there who are making me wait and it's causing me frustration, this post is precisely directed at you. And you know who you are.
I'll just be here. Waiting. With as much patience I can muster :)
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