It’s not like I’m never ever patient.. I’m not bad at waiting for busses for instance, or waiting for the stampede to die down when icecream’s being handed out.
I’m a glassblower. Patience is part of the job, you can’t want things to happen NOW; either the glass is hot enough (or cold enough, depending on what you’re trying to do) or it isn’t, you can’t rush it.
I also have an oldish laptop, you have to be pretty patient with it too, especially between turning it on and being able to use it.
As soon as I have to wait for an answer to an email, I become an incredibly impatient person.
Every time my email programm “BING”s, I rush to open the tab like a little kid at Christmas..
..almost invariably it’s a spam mail, or something from the Flylady telling me to make my bed or dust the top of my fridge.
Exciting stuff, but still a total let down.
I’m sure it’s not healthy…
Patience is a virtue they say.
I don’t think it’s one of mine.
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I don’t have any patience, but it’s something life is teaching me! So it sounds like you are waiting for an email of some sort then?
Oh yeah, I’m halfway through writing you one to keep my mind off it (and because it sucks to be guilty of the same things I accuse other people of)