These kids here are perfectly happy to wait staring at the pretty, shiny fire trucks. Their teachers, well, not so much. In the short time it took me to walk by and snap a couple of shots there was much huffing and sighing and careful arranging of hands on hips.
I've been talking to a friend about the experience of waiting. I have, like, a PhD in waiting, administered by my parents and whoever is in charge of that intricate magic known as genetics. It's a skill but, really, I think some of us just have the gene for it.
What are you waiting for?
I asked that and now I think I'm too embarrassed to answer. Yikes! You go go first, please.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Patiently Waiting
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Hi, I just stumbled into your blog via finslippy...I'm waiting for my husband to get on board about adopting a baby boy! Do I need him for that?? :)
ReplyDeleteI'm waiting for something to matter.
ReplyDeleteI am a patient person who is waiting for something to change at work.
ReplyDeleteI'm waiting for the semester to be over.
ReplyDeleteI don't think I'm waiting for anything. There's stuff that I want / want to do / want to happen, but I am, by no means, waiting for them.
ReplyDeleteI'm auditioning. I'm (trying) dating. I'm making health/weight loss efforts.
No waiting. Except for maybe that dang house fairy to do the freaking laundry. Bitch hasn't shown up for weeks.
Interesting topic, Kizz.
ReplyDeleteI used to be a patient soul. I'm not sure what happened. Living in NYC? Dealing with too many self-involved people?
I'm waiting to figure out what to do with my work situation. Patience is difficult!
Kathy, I'm afraid you probably do. Good luck!
ReplyDeleteChrome, that's the answer I wish I could give. I guess I don't feel like I'm doing all I can yet.
Kitty, I think NYC does as much to make us patient as it does to beat it out of us. Sorry about the work situation. I thought the move was a good thing.