Waiting

Does it ever seem like you spend a huge chunk of your time waiting? I think that I do. Is that poor planning on my part? Poor planning on someone else's part? Laziness on my part? Laziness on someone else's part?

I guess all are possible, and they all probably get together to cause me the frustration on waiting. Why am I talking about this? Well, yeah, you guessed it - I just happen to have a little time while I'm - that's right, let's say it together - WAITING!

Today has gone like this...

1. Get up too early (yes, 7:4o is too early on Saturday). WAIT for the girls to finish getting ready.
2. Get the girls to school - band contest. WAIT for all the stupid cars whose owners should have been home in bed to get out of my way so I could turn.
3. Go home and try to sleep a little more - not be able to, and WAIT for the alarm to go off so I don't feel like a freak getting up before I really have to on Saturday.
4. Get ready to head out to Denton for my Masters class - WAIT for Doug to finish whatever he's up to so I can tell him bye.
5. Drive to Denton - you never know how long it will actually take, so guess what - yep - I'm early and I have to WAIT to give a test to my professor. Do you know how stressful that is????!!!??? If you don't, let me tell you - it's VERY stressful!
6.When I leave here, my day will just go from a bit busy, to Nascar's starting moments busy! Yikes!

Anyway, if you've been WAITING for this post to end, you're in luck.