Waiting, waiting waiting…  Yesterday I found myself waiting on a few things to happen.  Some things I wanted to happen; others I didn’t.  None of them happened but I did come to a conclusion about myself that I had long suspected.  I don’t wait very well.

One of the things I wanted to happen was the arrival of the second draft of the cover of my book. It was supposed to arrive on June 14 but at 3:00 pm that day, the publisher changed the date on their tracking system to June 17.  Yesterday, June 17, around 4:00 pm it changed again to June 21.  I found myself spending the day willing the time away or making myself busy so that the clock would go faster.  I have to admit to being disappointed when the date changed again.  How old am I, twelve? 

It is a bit counter intuitive because as I get older I find the days are going faster and faster.  We don’t want them to.  They just do.  Yet there are still days when we are waiting for something, whether it is bad or good, that seem to drag. I know that June 21 will be here in no time, the book cover will arrive and life will go on at an ever faster pace.  In the meantime, I have a feeling that some of the jobs I have been putting off for awhile are going to get done…just to fill in the time.